My dear Emily
You’ve changed so much in this last year. You’re becoming a little lady, no longer a baby. Even your chubby cheeks have disappeared. But your imagination is still as alive as ever.
You have an imaginary friend, Florence, who goes everywhere with you. You also have a team of babies (who are extremely well behaved) whom you also take everywhere we go. They’re never any trouble though, as they’re so well behaved.
Your pet tigers, Zoe and Leah, protect Florence and your babies at night and when you leave them at home (because sometimes there just isn’t enough space in the car to take everyone everywhere). They’re lovely tigers, you’ve spent many an hour training them to be gentle with the children yet fiercely protective over their safety.
In real life, you have five doll babies. I know that two of them are called Lara and Sophie, but the other three keep having their names changed and I am not up to date on the latest. You want twenty children when you are grown up, and you don’t mind that you’ll be busy. Apparently I’m going to help you out a lot of the time.
You are a sweetheart with a big heart, who thinks too much about everything, and loves a good “interesting fact.” I am loving getting to know your intricacies and if I could wish for something it would be to hear your laugh a little bit more this year. I hope you allow yourself to be a child for a little while longer.
Here is your birthday interview from this year:
The Pretty Walrus 