Five years ago on this very day, a vocal, sassy, tiny girl sprung forth from my belly to make our family complete.
Somehow she went from being born just moments ago to suddenly being five. I have a good chunk of her life documented here on the ol’ blog-er-oo, but it doesn’t seem like five years have passed. “They” weren’t lying about time flying.
For her birthday today, I’ve played a very odd imaginative play scenario with dinosaurs, a Moxie girl, Spiderman (as the dad-OBVIOUSLY), and some construction trucks. She chose two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and goldfish crackers for lunch and for dinner she’d like to go out for sushi and ice cream. We had her birthday party on Saturday where she and her friends painted butterflies and ate A LOT of sugar. It was perfect.
In the fall, she’ll be a Kindergartener, which is like, WHOA. We had Kindergarten roundup last week. Please allow me a moment of bragging, but she scored a 92 on whatever test it was that they gave her. So I should add “smart” to the list of her traits above. I just can’t imagine that come August, I’ll be sending her to big school everyday, even though I’m a seasoned pro at sending kids off to Kindergarten and surviving.
Five years old is OLD for a baby. She’s still a baby, right? My baby, anyway.
Favorite thing about school: “I have no idea.”
Favorite TV show: SpongeBob
Favorite food: Peanut Butter and jelly sandwiches
Favorite toy: horses
Best thing about being five: I’m getting bigger
Favorite book: SpongeBob
Favorite color: Pink
Favorite thing to do: play horses
Favorite song: God’s Not Dead
Favorite sport: soccer
What she wants to be when she grows up: A mommy
Happy 5th birthday, sweet girl.