February 4, 2004
Noelle Elizabeth... she stands about five foot six, slender and toned. She's got long, wavy, dark brown hair, every bit as dark as mine. Her eyes are deep green, like a forest in summer. Her skin is pale, smooth, alabaster white. Her face is the very image of her mother's, except she has freckles on her cheeks. She's strong, proud, and confident. She's smart, far smarter than me, scary smart. She has a smile that could light up a room, and a laugh that is sweeter to the ears than the best symphony. She is the daughter of my dreams.