The little lady who completed our family turned six today. I guess that means we officially have only big kids now.
There aren't too many things she can't do for herself anymore...
She can get herself dressed.
She can brush her own teeth.
She sleeps through the night.
She buckles herself up in the car.
If Mark and I are really tired in the evenings, she can read herself a bedtime story.
She can make her own breakfast.
She can reach her own snacks.
She can pour her own milk.
She made her own lunches the entire Kindergarten school year.
She can even clean her own bathroom.
Wow. I think she has nearly mastered all the important things to make herself successful for a lifetime.
Perhaps I should add laundry and grocery shopping to the list of things to teach her when she is 6?
If it's true, that she is now a big kid, at what point do we stop referring to her and Abbey as: 'the little girls"?
Will she always be one of 'the little girls'?
I was talking to 'the little girls' last night about how I was just a little sad they weren't babies anymore...
Audrey proclaimed she was going to live with me forever. I think my heart swelled and skipped a beat. Until: She continued by explaining that she would live with me always, and I could take care of the babies that she was going to have.
Perhaps I should start focusing a little more on the positives of them growing older. Full stop.
We get to sleep in on Saturday mornings.
We get to drink coffee together...generally uninterrupted.
Chores that I don't particularly want to do...I can pass along to the kids! (Empty the dishwasher!)
While I am sad and I do reminisce a bit about the baby, toddler, and preschool years....I do love watching her (and the other three) grow into the persons they are growing to be.
I can't wait to be part of year seven.