My Dearest Danger,
You are a full hand now.
We can now say "High Danger" for a full year when we slap hands.
You are a crazy, wild, whirl-wind of thoughts, stories, ideas, and motion.
You love so many things:
- Kittens
- Puppies
- Zombies
- Ghosts
- Rainbows
- Glitter
- Princesses
- Horses
- Dolls
- High Fashion
- Chickens
- Riding Horses
- Dancing
- Singing
- Twirling
You are a force that I don't think the world will ever be ready for.
I love you Danger. Don't ever change.
