18 years ago I got to hold you for the first time. Look into those gorgeous eyes of yours. Our eyes met and I knew I would never be the same. You were a sweet baby. Loved to be held and loved on. You showed your adventurous spirit at a young age, always climbing out of your crib and crawling over things that we thought were "toddler proof". I guess it was but it wasn't "Emma Proof." You showed me your love of singing at age two when one cloudy rainy day in Albany, Oregon we laid on your bedroom floor and sang to an entire Carpenters album. Life has been a constant adventure with you, Emma Lou. I know that great things are still in store for you. You are loved more than you can even possibly know by all of your parents, sisters, grandparents, aunts and uncles. You are my sunshine and I'm so incredibly proud of you. Happy 18th Birthday!
