Monday, November 10, 2008
getting her american girl doll Kit
sending off our birthday wishes
she doesn't like cake a whole lot or frosting either
It is hard to believe my oldest is 7. I have such vivid memories of our first hours together in the hospital. She was perfect and all I wanted to do was stare at her. She did everything fast. Walked before a year, talked in 3 word sentences by a year, was potty trained fully a week after she turned 2. We are the best of friends. I get down on my self because sometimes I know I am too hard on her. It is hard not to be though cause she acts so much older than her age and I tend to forget that she is just 7. I am not perfect but she is pretty darn close to it! I am so proud of her and her kind and loving and gentle spirit. She has always shared even when not asked. I don't think there is a mean bone in her body (well unless your her little bother who has bugged her all day and she finally has had enough). She is my side kick and I love that. I love this girl..