The pirate Novina, captain of the black ship The Great Over. Arr, mateys!
So, hey. I have a five year old. My kid, Sarah? Yeah, she's five. Five years old. Five.
I figure if I just keep repeating those and similar thoughts, eventually it will sink in, or make sense, or somehow be a part of my reality.
I mean, five. That's a real kid. Not a toddler, not a preschooler. A kid.
She's gotten so interesting and creative and amazing. She writes books (the last one was titled "No, Said The Parrot" -- wouldn't you totally buy a book with a name like that?). She conducts what she calls food science experiments. She's starting to read. She loves anything even vaguely science-y. She wants to be a paleontologist-cowgirl-astronaut-lion tamer when she grows up.
Which is what she keeps doing. Because now she's five.
5 comments:
CRAZY isn't it how that happens! Not only is she smart she is soooo cute!! This is such a great year enjoy this stage! It seems to go faster and faster much to my dismay.
How cute is she!!! Love it, love the birthday.
April babies -- I have one!
She turned 25 on April 7. Oh my. Do you know that if I close my eyes I can still smell her newborn head?
Yes, I would buy that book!
Love it! And that looks like a particularly seafaring hippo she has with her there. Plus the pirate-y look on her face. Awesome.
He is a very seaworthy hippo. You can't see it in the picture, but he is in fact sporting a pirate earring.
a KID! you have a KID! happy FIVE to her!
The Great Over? please, go buy a boat and name it that.
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