And Then She Was Five

MED turned five today. Five. I can't believe she's five. First she starts kindergarten and then she turns five. Oh, the inhumanity! Not to mention the fact that it says I'm OLD. She didn't get a great celebration on Tuesday, her actual birthday, because we had soccer (imagine!). She did, however, get a yummy dinner of McDonald's and opened gifts from her grandparents. She got cash! and clothes! You know you have a girly girl when your daughter is beyond excited that she got clothes for her birthday. And then proceeds to cry the following morning because she can't wear them. Because it was almost NINETY DEGREES and all the shirts were long-sleeved. Don't worry, baby, you will get to wear them soon enough. Happy birthday, my five year old. You continue to be the one that wins the hearts of those around you with your beautiful smile and personality. May you have many, many, many more years of joy.