When I met Mike, one of the first things he told me was that he had a kid. I was thinking like, 1 or 2 years old. Nope. FIVE. That’s not a kid anymore. That is a tiny, thinking, opinionated, do things by themselves human. “Don’t worry, she’s the coolest kid ever.” is what he told me. I liked him enough that I figured I’d stick around and it probably wouldn’t last long enough for me to even meet this cool tiny person. A year later, now 7 years old, and I’m totally in love her. She absolutely is the coolest. And so is he. So happy birthday to the coolest, sweetest girl and my “almost step daughter” (as she says)!