Since we have moved, we have been so busy that I have barely had time to breathe. The gift that has come from all the chaos is that I haven’t even had a chance to focus on preschools for Grace. She has been by my side every step of the way. I have enjoyed each minute with just us. Truthfully, I have been dragging my feet to send her to one of the local programs. I know it’s important for her socially, but selfishly I want to keep her all to myself.
She is a such a free spirit and can have you belly laughing in 2 seconds flat. Her thoughts are totally independent and typically hilarious or thought provoking. I have recently started writing down bits and pieces from our conversations. Today when we were eating breakfast, I decided to pick up my camera and capture the little daily moments we share.
My girl loves Halloween. I mean LOVES it, can’t stop talking about it, loves it. So far, she has changed her mind almost hourly on her costume…She wants to be Tangled Rapunzel, Rapunzel’s mom, Flynn Ryder, no wait, she is going to marry Flynn Ryder, Sully (Monster’s Inc.), The Grinch (“mom, can you paint my face green and make it look crazy? No wait, that’s too scary, I’ll just be Cindy Lou Who instead.”). Then she continues, “Can I be a chameleon, you know those lizards? Wait, wait mom, I want to be Santa Claus, mom, make that “Goofy Santa Claus”, you know from Mickey Mouse Clubhouse (her favorite show)”. She loves cheese sticks, blueberries, pretzels and pb&j. She idolizes her sisters, adores bedtime stories and wants to be a dancer when she grows up. She talks about her friends regularly and already begs to have sleepovers.
Last night, I was tucking her in for bed, when she looked at Allie and said, “Allie, do you get to go to school tomorrow?” Allie answered, “yep”. Grace said, “Wow, that is so awesome! Ok, listen mom (with her arms wrapped around my neck), I need you to find me a preschool by Halloween, this is getting ridiculous.” After, we all laughed for a few minutes, it set in that my baby girl is ready to let me go (at least more than I’m ready for)… She’ll be 4 years old soon, she needs more…..I love her. I love them all with my whole heart.