Probably my favorite part of Zoe, though, is that she self-identifies as a person who serves others. She LOVES to help. Everyone. Any time. Eagerly, with total enjoyment of the act. Just this afternoon she crept up to me on the bed, eyes alight, grin pasted on cheek to cheek. "Guess what, Mom!" What Zoe? "Look behind those towels, and you will see I did a SERVE!" Sure enough, she had sorted out my laundry and folded my washcloths while I wasn't looking.
She has an eye for service opportunities. She gets her brother toys, she carries dishes over to the table, she hugs people who are sad, she befriends children who are lonely, she rubs tired feet and backs, she helps cook dinner, she cleans up other people's messes and unlatches little brother from his car seat. If you ever deprive her of an anticipated act of service, watch out, because you will have a storm of tears on your hands. She tells me every day the ten thousand ways she has already planned to serve mom and her new brother after the baby is born. This girl frankly loves to serve. When you ask her, she will tell you outright "I am like Jesus because I do serves!"
I've never met a woman full of so much love as my little Zoe Ann. There are no words for the feelings of joy and pride and honor I have to be her mother. She is a truly remarkable person.
Happy birthday, special girl.