* I found this in my drafts and wanted to share*
|Rocking your FAVE Team Boomer shirt!|
You are officially a first grader. I am officially that mother that cries on every first day of school. You've only had three so far (daycare, kindergarten, 1st grade), but I cried at all of them.
I hear people tell me all the time how fast it goes, but it really has gone by so quickly. You were a tiny helpless infant, and now you're this six year old person telling me I'm 'the worst Mommy EVER!!!!', because I wouldn't allow you to wear hot pink MAC lipstick to school.
|Can I PLEASE wear makeup!?!?!?!|
You're so funny. You crack me up everyday. The other day you told me that you didn't like my favorite college football team. While I got a little crazy eyed you started to giggle and said 'Mommy I LOVE the Buckeyes!' You giggled the rest of the afternoon about how you made mommy almost lose it.
You're sweet. Lately we've had several friends and family members with all sorts of boo-boos and hospitalizations. You sent them letters and pictures you drew to help them feel better. You always are ready with a hug or kiss if I look sad or upset. I love, love, love that about you.
|My Angel making angels!|
You're going through this phase where I wake up with you in my bed every day. You ask to sleep with me every night and I tell you no. And then I wake up and there you are. I want to be mad, but its so sweet how you're cuddled up to me and all.....but you gotta stop waking me up at 3 and 4 in the morning. If you can get in my bed without waking me up, cool.
|We love our Starbucks!|
I wish you could stay little forever. I know you can't, but I still with you could.
I love you.