A Few Little Lines About a Really Big Girl

In honor of Jarrah's birthday, and because I hate to see my liberal arts education go to waste, I compose the following anaphora, drawing from today, December 28, 2006:

I Love You When You Ride The Doot-Doot I love you when you sing "Eat, eat, eat!" along with the Wiggles I love you when you are sporting sunglasses I love you when you steal other children's toys I love you when you cry because we missed the doot-doot I love you in a sparkly BIRTHDAY GIRL t-shirt I love you when you're digging in the sand with a coffee cup I love you when you're waiting on top of the slide I love you when you scream because you see your daddy getting out of his car I love you when your eyes roll back in your head from your first sip of chocolate milk I love you when you throw fistfuls of sand in a ditch for half an hour I love you when you run into the street as fast as you can I love you when you are covered in mud and chocolate and snot I love you when your hair is full of knots I love you when I see you yawn in the rear view mirror I love you when you yell "Doot-doot!" because you recognize this parking lot I love you when you peer through the fence at the train going around I love you when you ride the doot-doot I love you when you wave each time you pass I love you when you say "Juice?" seventeen times because we see a Jamba Juice I love you when you drop every crayon within three seconds of sitting down at lunch I love you when you eat mac and cheese with a soup spoon I love you when you drop noodles in your friend's cup I love you when you descend the stairs with great concentration I love you when I say "Nap?" and you say "No!" and then yawn I love you when I cover you up and you grab my hand and wink I love you when you fall asleep immediately I love you when you're sleeping and I can't see you I love you on your birthday I love you all year long.