my grace is 7 today. it's hard to believe that the little 9lb 2oz baby i brought home is now a 65lb 7 year old that is taller and prettier than i ever hoped. and smart.
man is she smart. she's a bit of a ditz, and because of that, i didn't realize how truly intelligent she is. (i seem to under estimate my girls for some reason)
she has a kind heart, except on the soccer field...there she's a monster!
she may not be the most graceful child, but she's more than i ever was! she does cartwheels through the house, and enjoys sitting on her head on the couch. yeah, i know, she's totally weird.
she is a math whiz, and loves reading as much as i do. i love having kids that i can share that with.
she's not much for animals though. i don't see her wanting to raise a pig. she doesn't even like taking care of the cat!
she wants to be a babysitter like me. which gives me conflicted feelings...it makes my heart sing because she wants to be like me...and yet, i want her to be her own person...and if her own person means a college graduate with a home, husband and kids that she can stay home with without too much of a strain, eh well that's ok too.
this kid is the biggest baby...and by that i mean she still wants to sit in our laps and wants to be carried...unfortunately she's 65 lbs, and i just can't do it anymore.
she's growing up before my eyes and it's scary! even if i complain about her whiny tone of voice, i'm going to miss it when she grows out of it (if she ever outgrows it).
she likes american girl dolls, webkinz, the jonas brothers, hannah montana, zack and cody, and all those tween shows on disney and nick.
she has crushes on boys already (YIKES)
i can't believe it's been seven years since you entered this world.