My Lucy is turning five. FIVE! She cannot wait, and is eagerly counting down the days (one left-) before the clock turns and she is now one entire hand old. I am furtively trying to figure out how I can get footie pajamas in a size 6- because I cannot fathom not having any anklebiters in footies. No footies equals a freaked out mamma.
My baby grew up a lot this year. She handled the move with grace and aplomb (I love that work- it sounds like a wonky fruit). She quickly slipped back into old friendships, but has also made some new ones. She is now reading. She is now writing. She is now telling jokes and silly stories that regularly keep us all in stitches.
One day, a few months ago- we were in the car. Kids are in the backseat, radio was on low. Lucy starts calling her sister by her family pet nickname- "Anne-Anne."
"Don't call me that, Lucy." Annie says. "I hate that name, and I don't want anyone to know you guys call me that."
Lucy pauses for a moment, and then says, "Ok, Pam."
Happy Birthday, my girl. Your Mommy loves you.
2 comments:
Happy birthday to your big girl :) I hope she had a fabulous birthday
Shocked our kids are 5, just shocked!
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