I can’t believe it. It seems like I just read her ‘Good Night Moon’ for the first time a few days ago. She’s off to 1st grade next year. Riding a two wheeler, and so much more… She’s a real help now doing the chores and working on other projects.. Blood & guts don’t bother her (she’s bummed that mom won’t let her see the chickens get bled, but she does love helping pluck them.
I don’t think I could be more proud of her. She plays with her sister and I can see and hear her heart. Sharing and giving without the hope of receiving something in return. Saying please and thank you out of a true feeling, not because it’s a ‘what your supposed to do’. She knows who she is and reminds us every day that she is fearfully and wonderfully made.