My baby girl is six! Wow. How does time travel at such varying speeds? I can't figure out "where the time went", but I also can hardly remember life without her...
She was glowing yesterday. It was like the day was truly just for her; created soley on her behalf. I remember feeling that way as a child. The feeling of such intense excitement and having the world seem to actually revolve around me. You could see it in her eyes. The hope, the joy, the ease of being six. Now, this has never been my favorite age. Honestly I think that most six year olds have an incredible ability to be annoying! Not to say that Mazana does not possess this gift, but I can see really liking six. I can see such life in her. She has a lot of things worked out in her head, but has not experienced enough to ruin any of it yet. I love seeing her learn. She is sounding things out, she is adding with ease and contrary to Mazana at three, she is a social butterfly. She has tons of friends. It was so much fun watching her at her birthday party last night, playing with all her little girlfriends and one boyfriend. Tanner is his name and she calls him her boyfriend. He is so sweet and such a little gentleman. They hang out together all the time at school. He is the only boy from school she invited to the party and evidently, according to Tanner's dad, Tanner had the option to invite one person to Hollywood Connection for his birthday (December 9th) and he chose Mazana! We'll see if that decision sticks.
The past few weeks I have settled down and have been truly enjoying being a mom. Not to say that it is no longer difficult, obviously, but my kids are bringing me such joy. I just need to figure out how to get out of the house on time. This is where the yelling comes in to effect at our house. I have an extremely difficult time keeping it together when we're late which seems to be all of the time. So I must yell a lot too! I just want them to focus. How do you get them to focus? Get your shoes on, get your shoes on, GET YOUR SHOES ON! I probably need to spank them more because I have been repeating myself too much. Anyway, being a mom really is great, isn't it?