I had just left my position at the dance studio when I asked Rachel if I could take her to Disneyland on her birthday—it was the Year of a Million Dreams and you were given a free ticket for your birthday. She said yes—of course—and my worries of not seeing the Johnson family subsided. Who knew that that one ticket would turn into a pass, and that year pass would turn into two. And here we are, our third annual trip to celebrate Rachel’s birthday, with many a trip in between.
I’ve seen this young girl turn into a young woman, embarking upon her first year of college. I’ve seen her from braces to implants (ha!), from ballet to “hip hop,” from the awkward middle school stage to flourishing college student. And have loved every minute of it.
Thanks for wanting to spend time on your birthday with me and sharing my passion for the Happiest Place on Earth, Rachel dear. Happy 19th Birthday!
P.S. I had no idea I made you take a photo with your button each year so I had to put those together too!
P.P.S. Rachel has also been so kind to help me learn photography by graciously modeling for me quite a few times, so she may look familiar from these posts: