Today you turn eleven. I remember when you were born. You had all these machines hooked to you and how smaller it made you look. You were born a fighter and have proven from day one that no one should under estimate the amount of talent you have.
As you grow into your pre-teen years, I watch and smile at the young person you’re becoming. Headstrong, smart, and beautiful. I know you make your Mama & Daddy proud.
Happy Birthday RiRi! I love you.
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