Running Your First Race

September 29, 2011 § 1 Comment

Dear Little Bird.

Your first ever cross-country meet!  I’m not sure you realized what you were getting yourself into when you agreed to run the race.  In fact, I didn’t fully understand it myself!

The invitation included all elementary students but you were the only kindergartner there.  Represent!  And you were the smallest, teensy-tiniest one too.  One look at you with all of the other kids and my heart nearly burst with pride.

I thought the race would be a simple lap around a track.  It turned out to be a 1/2 mile trail through the woods.  Hills, trees, spider webs, exposed roots, oh my!  Your dad and I were slightly concerned.  So dad volunteered to hang out along the trail to keep an eye on you all the kids.

The race was two laps but when you came around that first time you were on auto-pilot to make it to the finish line.  As you raced by with your eyes glued to the finish line you didn’t even blink when I shouted for you to go around again.  You just picked up the pace and ran as quickly as you could to those colorful triangle flags.

You were so unassuming that no one even noticed you crossed the line, except for Uncle Aaron and I cheering our silly selves hoarse.

Your comment to me as soon as you crossed the line?  “Mom, that was hard.”  And then off you ran to the swings to do what really mattered – showing off your leg-pumping skills on the swing set.

She's a little mad that she didn't win first place

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At the top of my list

September 22, 2011 § Leave a comment

Dear Little Bird.  Dear Little Tiger.

I can’t think of many other things that can compete with the wonderful-ness of little girls.  Giggles over nothing and everything.  Lots of twirling.  Outfit changes all day long.  Hugs and kisses and tickles at any time of the day.  Polished fingers and toes.  It’s lovely.  Just like you.

First Day of Preschool

September 21, 2011 § Leave a comment

Dear Little Tiger.

Your turn now.  Your first day of preschool.  At first you were a bit wary.  So every morning despite your discomfort, we would start the day by telling your teacher how much you didn’t want to be there.  And every time your teacher would say a few words of encouragement and off you’d go – without even a kiss goodbye.  And now that you’ve started, you own the place.  Why am I not surprised? I’m just so proud of you.

Another birthday

September 21, 2011 § Leave a comment

Dear Little Bird. Dear Little Tiger.

My favorite thing about turning 32?  Being with you.  And being with your dad.  And all the hugs and kisses and birthday songs and smiles and love.  I’m looking forward to many, many more.

You are…

September 20, 2011 § Leave a comment

Dear Little Tiger.

All day long you pop up from whatever it is you are doing (building a train track, reading a book, playing in the bathroom sink) and say to me, quite seriously, “Mom. You are awesome and great and cute.”  And if dad is in the room, you look over at him (I think so he doesn’t feel left out) and say, even faster, “And you are awesomeandgreatandcute.”

Little Tiger, you are smart and funny and beautiful.

Happy Birthday Little Bird

September 16, 2011 § Leave a comment

You’ve been waiting for this moment since you could talk.  Turning five means so much, you know?  Kindergarten.  Taking off the training wheels.  Truly becoming a Big Girl.

Welcome to Five, Little Bird.  My wish for you?  That you’ll twirl through life like you do when you wear your favorite red dress.  We are proud of you.

First Day of Kindergarten

September 9, 2011 § Leave a comment

Dear Little Bird.

Oh me, oh my.  Your first day of kindergarten.

I thought I was going to boo-hoo through the entire day.  But guess what?  I didn’t!  The only emotion I was feeling that day?  Incredible pride and joy for my lovely lady.  You’ve been dreaming of this day since you were three.

Watching you march off into the classroom, full of courage and bravery?  That’s my girl.

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