Abby, you are FIVE years old today! How lucky are we to have spent the last five years watching you grow? I say it all the time but I can never say it enough – I feel so lucky to be your mom.
You have dealt with so many changes in the last year and you find a way to roll it, far better than I ever could. You switched preschools in January and didn’t flinch walking into class that first day. You were over the moon about having a new sibling from the begining and even though you really wanted a little sister, you have been amazing with Jacob. You are kind, smart, and so funny.
We celebrated your birthday two weeks ago, a little early so JR could be there. It was great being able to celebrate you with our friends and family here. When we gathered around the cake table to sing to you, you buried your face in your hands. I couldn’t tell if you were crying or laughing! I think you were a little overwhelmed having all eyes on you but you were all smiles when it was time to blow out the candles and eat cake.
I had to write down a few of your best quotes so I can remember how much you make us laugh!
My mom saw Abby pushing an empty swing in the backyard. When my mom asked what she was doing, Abby replied “I’m just pushing Jesus. He’s always with me.”
“He is the love of my life.”
“I just can’t stand it. I can’t stand how much I love him.”
“I did want a little sister but I didn’t want to tell you in the hospital because I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”
Me: “When are you going to help me change a dirty diaper?”
Abby: “Never. Not even when I’m a grown up.”
Me: “What about when you have kids? Who’s going to change their dirty diapers?
Abby: “My husband.”
On growing up
“I can’t wait to be a grown up. I think I’m going to be really good at it.”
“Mom, when I’m a grown up, how will I know how to make conversation?”
“When I grow up I’m going to do hair and clothes and have kids and the dad will stay home with them.”
On clothing, from my child who basically refused to wear anything other than skirts for the last year.
Abby: “Where are my jeans?”
Me: “Um, you don’t have jeans? You’ve never asked to wear them before.”
Abby: “I only want to wear skirts for fancy days now. I want to wear pants and all the time.”
We love you sweet girl!