My one and only daughter is turning five today. Verbatim, this is what she told me before she went to bed last night.
"I want chocolate cake with chocolate sprinkles. Gabriel doesn't like chocolate but it doesn't matter because it's my birthday cake."
"I want mac and cheese for my dinner. It doesn't matter that brothers don't like mac and cheese because it's my birthday dinner."
"I want brothers to make me cards and have them put it on the table for me when I wake up, just like they did for you on mother's day. But it's not mother's day. It's my birthday."
It only made sense to use this Beyonce song in the slideshow of her life thus far. Happy birthday baby girl. May you channel your feistiness to one day change the world.
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