03.19.14 - Wednesday

You came home from church tonight, and we were talking about what you did/learned. You weren't very forthcoming on much; however, you did proudly tell me that you sang "Three Blind Mice" to your teacher "all on my own." She was apparently impressed.

03.16.14 - Sunday

You remind me of your Auntie Joy, my baby sister. When she was your age, she, too, would tell me long and involved stories, dragging into them any element she could possibly think of, pulling from every story she had ever heard. This is not a bad thing at all, and I love to hear your stories (admittedly, I do have to ask you to stop talking for a few minutes sometimes just because I can't concentrate fully with your gentle voice never stopping....). Keep imagining, my Blueberry love, such a gift can take you to the edge of the world and back again.

03.12.14 - Wednesday

You played Go Fish today. We've played it a few times together, but this was the first time I've watched you sit down with a friend and play it of your own initiative. A love of board games and such is almost genetic in your case, my dear Blueberry, and I'm excited to see you taking on this challenging world with some enthusiasm.

March 9, 2014 - Sunday

So we're at the end of a week off, coming into a four week stretch. It's funny in that you truly love playing with the girls in the cottage, being with your "other sisters," but you definitely hit your tired points when you, also, need to have a break. I hope these four weeks aren't too much for you, but we shall see.

In the meantime, we've had a fun week. Reading books, playing, walks in the park--spying on the ducks and sliding down slides, dates with daddy, movies, and cuddles.

Our "fun week" has come to an end, and back to work we go.

March 3, 2014

At devotions the other night, you and your six year old cottage "sister" were trying to decide what song to sing. You were rather emphatic that you knew the song you wanted, you just couldn't remember how it went.

So you took your children's Bible which has a song associated with each story (over 100 stories), flipped through it quickly to find the specific story that had the song you wanted, and showed it to me. I read the first line of the song and asked if that was the one you wanted. Yup! That was precisely what you were trying to remember.

Here's the thing. It's been probably 3 or 4 MONTHS since we last read that particular story. And that's assuming that I told you which song went with that story the last time we read it--because I don't always. But not only did you know which story had the song you wanted, you knew where in the book to find it.

And I don't think you can read yet....

My mind is a little blowed, oh smart one.

March 1, 2014 - Saturday

I watched you today, playing in the big field outside our house. You have come so far in your sense of self.

Climbing up slides backwards, playing kickball with the boys, rolling in the grass like a crazy girl, chasing the electric car one of the big boys. You barely blinked an eye at the introduction of kickball or tug of war.

I love to see your growth.