Thursday, May 28, 2015

My baby is 9!

Dear Carissa, 

You were recently described as "most likable" girl to me.  How true that statement is!  You have grown into such a poised, beautiful girl - Inside and Out!   

There are not many things in life you demand - mostly kindness from others, a good book, and a cuddle.  (Although it isn't pretty when you get a little hungry...)

I was so honored to be part of Girls on the Run with you this year.  Can you believe we did a 5K?!?  You were amazing and never gave up - also you were so encouraging to me, which was so sweet!  I will never forget doing this with you.

It's tradition to have a sleepover for your 9th birthday and you were so excited.  We had a little trouble coming up with a plan because you didn't want the typical "spa" sleepover.  We ended doing a "Minute to Win it" Party.  
Tons of games, prizes, and candy made for an awesome night!

Photo booth was a big hit!  Your friends are so awesome too.  You have a special connection with all of them and I think it is because you see people from the inside - their true beauty.   That is a special gift God has given you.  

My hope for this next year is, selfishly, that it goes by really slow.  I just want to take it all.  Like our little hugs in the morning when you come up just under my chin, brushing your hair for you and listening to you read.  Keep talking to me in the car and telling me all that is on your mind.  
I am so proud to be your mom!

~ I Love you ~ 

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Absence makes the heart grow founder!

So apparently a little bit of life has been happening since I last posted in OCTOBER!  

I could just call it quits and shutter this whole blog thing...
because, let's face it, my kids aren't small beans anymore.

*Circa 2012*

They take SELFIES on phones before they will ever pose for me. They do their own hair and pick out outfits.  They don't need to be reminded to brush their teeth (usually).  We can have some pretty cool conversations.  They are interested in things and they are interesting

Everyday isn't really exciting but I feel a culmination of sorts.  I don't think I should stop writing because what is happening now might be some of the most precious moments of all.  Those moments where it all starts to come together.  The pushing and pulling, compromising, learning, exploring, laughing and forgiving. 

My daughters are taking shape into the women they are meant to be.  
Certainly that is worthy of continuing.  
I must blog on...