You are now five fingers old. That's a whole hand. You've been a lot of fun and there's something about you that I just seem to wholly understand. Like things you do or things that irritate are the same things that I would do or be bothered by. So many times when you're upset about something it's not hard for me to see your point of view. I keep telling you all the time to stop growing up but I need to stop doing that because I LOVE who you are growing up to be. I can't wait for our mother daughter adventures together to really take off. I admire you so much and I am in awe with who you are.
This year you have really fallen in love with school. That's such a huge relief for me because I worried that you wouldn't have the best experience with being in preschool four days a week but if it was up to you it would be everyday. You absolutely love it. There's twenty kids total in your class and you're always so happy to share with others how you have nineteen friends you get to play with. You're a very social girl and you love to talk. You're getting better at figuring out when is the best time to talk and when it's time to listen. This year you are obsessed with My Little Pony, catching dragonflies and all things Pokemon - and I am obsessed with you. Happy birthday sweet girl.
