Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Each year that goes by it's like a smack upside my head that my kids, no matter how I fight it, continue to grow. I like to jot down who my kids are at random times, just so I don't forget. There may come a time where I read back through these profiles just to remind myself that the unruly teenagers I'm looking at were not always so tough.
My Big Kid is just that: a Big Kid. She is definitely my girl. She is doing so well in school and absolutely loves sports. There is a fire that burns in her to challenge herself to be the best. Right now, it's not mean spirited just determined. She can be such a good big sister, but more times than not she's tough on her brother who continues to try to please her, regardless. My only bone to pick with her is her sassy attitude - which is inevitable since she is my daughter. Someone once said to me "You'd rather have a child with spirit than a child without." I sure hope she was right...There is something about your first born that will always be special. At a respectable 7 1/2 years old, she still periodically wakes up in the night and stealthily climbs into my bed to be close to me. I think her and I will never be too far from each other.
My son. My sweet, sweet, little boy who I didn't think I was capable of loving as much as a daughter has stolen my heart. He loves both my husband and I equally and deeply. He, more so than the others, craves affirmation and tries so hard at everything he does. He's more reserved than the girls. He doesn't gloat or show boat; he just goes on about his business. He starts kindergarten at the end of this year...I hope it doesn't ruin him. He is a good brother and the sweetest boy I could have ever hoped for.
My baby girl. I love our little "Itty-Bitty" blondie...she is spicier than her big sister already, but loves everyone and freely gives out hugs and kisses. She's so funny with her new found facial expressions and expanding vocabulary. She's started using the potty more frequently these past few weeks and the thought of being free of diapers is both exciting and devastating. She loves me, but she is a "Daddy's Girl." I cannot imagine our lives without her.
If everything in my life goes sideways, as long as I have my family I will be fine...
Happy New Year everyone! Go hug your loved ones!
Posted by The Lady of the House... at 4:09 PM