You are so much like me. I can see how in the future we are going to be very dear friends (at least that is one of my greatest hopes!). But for now, I must remain momma alone as there is still much for me to teach you.
You are an incredible young lady with many friends and many types of friends. You can usually find something good in everyone, even the kids that aren't often chosen first. I love that about you. When I eat lunch with you at school, I can see how everyone enjoys your company and has stories to share about moments with you. School is your place. You love it, and you love your teacher, Mrs. Freeman. Kids cry on the last day of school and beg her to fail them, so they can stay with her. She's that well loved, and she's also just that good of an educator. She has pushed you this year and been a great cheerleader for you to be accepted into the gifted and talented program. You are reading and comprehending at a 5th grade level, and I sometimes have to fuss at you for reading too much (usually it's just because you're supposed to be doing something else). You're mastering multiplication and division, and this week I'll get to hear you give a presentation on Andy Warhol (that ought to be interesting).
You continue to master the almost 300 questions and answers for Junior Bible Quiz (JBQ), and you will be headed to districts in Northern VA in 2 weeks. You are not super competitive (like me), which means you aren't quick to buzz in even though you know your stuff. Oh well, I'm ultimately thankful for the truth of God's Word that you're putting in your mind and heart.
You enjoyed playing basketball this winter with Daddy as your coach and Frazier as your teammate, along with 2 other kids from your class at school. You actually played pretty well for your first year...though we didn't win a single game. It was a learning year, that's for sure.
If there was an award for "Most Likely to Spill" or "Most Unaware of Messes Left Behind", you would win. Your brain thinks about a lot of things, but cleanliness is not one of them. Yet another opportunity for me to practice patience and gentleness - neither of which come naturally to me.
When it comes to incentives, you are motivated by sugar. Sugary drinks, sugary treats, candy loaded with sugar. That is your ticket. Too bad you got a mom that puts a lot of limits on those things!
Your clothing style these days is pretty normal and feminine. You don't yet care about boys (thank you, Jesus), but you do like to have your hair done certain ways. You are very curious about Leila's bras and teenage paraphernalia, so we've had a lot of those "grown-up" conversations earlier than I thought.
You have graciously accepted your forced role as a middle child, but those first born tendencies still reign, and I'm so glad for that (most of the time). You are a leader among your siblings and have to balance playing with both your older sister and younger brother who naturally gravitate to you first. It isn't easy. Thank you for trying your best.
I love your tenacity, your silliness, your love of dance parties and games and the way you still like to snuggle with me and have your back scratched. You love to have your hand on me or your arms wrapped around me in some way, and I love how affectionate you are. I love you forever and for always, and I’m so thankful God allowed me to be your momma. There are great things ahead for you, my love!
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