We had a birthday here last weekend.
Figet turned four. [ insert standard 'I can't believe how fast it's gone' comment here. ] It was pink princess everything and she had the best time. The Best.
There is something magical and sweet about four year old girls. I remember when the eldest was four. I thought it was the Perfect Age. She was just coming into her personality, and it was a transformation from toddlerhood to semi-big-kid status... The realm of make believe is so very important. Fairies and princesses and all sorts of special characters are still very much a part of real life.
And four year old girls can be reasoned with, for the most part. Such a relief for this momma. They understand big things and little things and are obsessed with learning and When They Can Go To School. She is on the precipice of new friends and homework and teachers and recess and lunchtime, but Not Yet.
My goal for her for the next year-and-a-half is to savor this last part of responsibility-free childhood. She's going to remember these days. We think The Bike will have something to do with that. :)
(The nice thing about laminate floors is that you can allow things like riding a bike indoors. And tap shoes. And, well, pretty much anything.)
I've been checking out so many of the new blogs over the past week. It's overwhelming, the talent that is out there. One of these days I am going to list some of the stuff that is blowing my mind.
Until then, xoxo