*Hey Lovelies, this post is one I wrote but never published....hope you enjoy.*
It's been awhile since I wrote you a note here on the blog. Even though you're always telling me to take pictures of what you're doing and 'put it on the blog ma!'
Today you graduated from Kindergarten. In a lot of ways Mommy can't even process that. I know that you're almost six, but I just can't seem to figure out where the last six years went.
On Mother's Day I was looking through your Mimi's camera and came across pictures of your third birthday. I pretty much lost it and did the ugly cry right there at the table in Cantina Laredo. You thought I was nuts, which is not unusual for us, and I tried to explain to everyone why I was blubbering. See in those pictures you still had baby fat in your cheeks, and your hair was a little shorter, your body a little rounder. Now you're a lot like me at your age. All lines and angles. And that's fine....I knew you would get bigger the first time I held you. Its just hard for mommy.
|Picture of a picture *sigh* 9mos old.|
You're so smart. You read all the time now and I love it. We've been reading Charlotte's Web. Its the same copy my mommy gave me when I was little like you. I want you to love books as much as I did. But I'm going to hide my copy of 50 Shades of Gray. Lord knows that woman wrote it at a fifth grade reading level and I'm not taking ANY chances with you.
You are funny and compassionate. You are sweet, and loving. It was nice to see so many of your friends at school today sad to see you go. Mommy may be a little shallow, but its nice to know other people like you as much as I do.
One thing I LOVE about you and I hope doesn't change one iota as you get bigger, is your amazing sense of self. You just are who ya are. And you know what kiddo? That is so cool.
I love you.
(I seriously don't know why you've started calling me that, and I've tried to course correct, but now I'm just going with it.)