I simply can't accept that my little five pound baby is now nine years old! Where does the time go??? She has hit nine full force and is counting down the days till she is ten and a "tween." I think that was a term that her older cousin shared with her, and she loves reminding Bret and me about it. I love watching her grow and become the young lady that she is, but I can't help but long for the days when she was my little baby snuggled up in my lap not letting anyone else touch her. No matter how old she gets, she will always be my very first baby, and because of that hold a very special place in my heart. (all my girls do for their own reasons)
This is the first time in a while that I have seen a big change in Abby. The girl gets taller practically every week, her foot has jumped two sizes in less than a year, and her face is starting to look much older. She is really coming out of her shell at school which is new for her. I don't know if this is simply a matter of a really great teacher, or if Abby is overcoming some of her shyness. Another new change, heaven help us, is this little attitude/personality that is developing. I've been told it will only get worse through her teen years ( boarding school isn't sounding so bad anymore-just kidding!). Abby has always been my strong-willed child, but she is now giving new meaning to the term. I love it and hate it all at the same time! Love that she stays strong to what she feels, hate that what she feels is often in direct opposition to what I need her to be doing! I know it will pass and so I pray for lots of patience and the ability to remain consistent. I know it's all part of her growing and developing into the person God has intended her to be, and it is a wonderful gift to be a part of that each and every day. She is my smart, funny, snugly girl who I love so much. And when I start to get stressed or worried (which all mother's do), I cling to the promise that God gave us in Proverbs 22:6 "Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it."
Abby's class party at Bob O's was so much fun! Go Carts, Laser Tag, Arcade games, and Tilt A Whirl. Daddy and Uncle Davie had more fun playing laser tag than the kids.
For Abby's actual birthday, she wanted to go to Texas Roadhouse because she despretly wanted to sit on the saddle while everyone sang to her. Of course as soon as Nani and Papa heard this, it was off to Roadhouse we went! This was a super fun birthday for me because for the first time Abby asked for nothing but clothes. She specifically wanted more stylish jeans "like the ones with tears." My mom and I had so much fun picking out stuff for her. I even found her some little girl lip gloss and perfume. There are some fun things about them growing up!