My Girl

This is what happens when my children all have birthdays within a month of each other. I promise no more slide shows. At least not until we come back from Ethiopia. ( No we have not heard anything. Sigh.) Well, as I have said in the previous posts I don't know where the time has gone. I can't believe my oldest is 11 years old. This babe who made me a mama is standing on the threshold - more young woman than little girl. I have often joked that she was born a teenager. But as the time gets closer to her actually being a teenager I wish I could stop, or at least slow down the clock. I have glimpses of the young woman she is becoming and I am proud of who she is. She is a good friend and example to everyone she meets. She is a fierce protector of those she loves and will not hesitate to come to the aid of a classmate that is being treated poorly. She is a beautiful, brave, happy, smart, sensitive, graceful, busy, sassy, eye rolling, energetic, giggly girl and I'm glad she is mine - at least for a little while longer.