If I showed you this blog entry, you could probably read it by yourself. You might have a bit of trouble with the word "blog", since that's not something you've heard of before, but I have every confidence that you could even work out the word confidence.
Speaking of, you are such a self assured, funny, caring, wonderful person. If you weren't my daughter, I would still totally want to hang out with you. You have an indomitable spirit, fashion sense, and are a fearless crusader for fairness and logic amongst your friends. I know that you get frustrated with us because you can't have your way all the time. I know that your will is strong and that you want what you want when you want it. I am so proud that you are learning to control your frustration and calmly discuss options when the answer is "no". I am so impressed by your quick wit, by your huge heart and by your awesome dance moves.
I cannot believe that you've been keeping me company for five years. Five winters. Five birthday parties. Five "check ons" each night. You're my girlfriend. I love you more than I can say, and I am so proud to be your mom. Bring it, five.