I am trying not to cry about it. When your baby is not a baby anymore, your heart kinda hurts.
She was a surprise 8 years and 9 months ago.
She was a surprise 8 years ago, as another girl!
And she surprises me still.
She is the only blonde in our family.
She is petite (don't call her skinny because she hates that).
She is bossy, opinionated, and knows just what she wants. I do love this about her even though it tests me as a mom, sometimes daily.
She loves watching the things her big sisters do and wants to be apart of everything. This tests her sisters, sometimes daily.
She loves animals. Last year she talked her dad into bringing our dog to school for show and tell. This week she has been
She has big beautiful brown eyes. Just like her dad's. But don't tell her she looks like her dad because she will get mad because he is a boy.
She loves to read. She has wanted to read her Bible from beginning to end but just doesn't understand why it's so long and she forgets where she's at and what she read already and then wants to start back at the beginning again.........
She wanted noodles for her special dinner. noodles. that's it.
Happy Birthday 8 year old. You'll always be my baby.
2 comments:
Sweet girl. What a wonderful post! I love it!
It's amazing when they truly have their own personality and are not mimicking us anymore. Eight is so great!
Merry Christmas!
She sounds an awful lot like my third girl especially on the testing of the older siblings (and the surprise part). My oldest got a big part in the spring play and my youngest wants more than anything to run lines with her, but the oldest isn't having it. Happy birthday to your littlest one, even if I'm a little late!
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