31.8 pounds
3 feet 2 inches tall
Birthday Questionnaire:
1. What is your favorite color?
Purple
2. What is your favorite toy?
My Little Ponies – Princess Celestia
3. What is your favorite fruit?
Peanut Butter Apples
4. What is your favorite T.V. show?
Dora the Explorer
5. What is your favorite food?
Purple Pancakes
6. What is your favorite snack
Fruit Snacks
7. What is your favorite animal?
A lion
8. What is your favorite song?
“A” Your Adorable
9. What is your favorite book?
Mouse Soup
10. Who is your best friend?
Avery, Tanner, & Addison
11. What is your favorite cereal?
Dora Cereal & “Blueberry Cereal” (Special K Blueberry)
12. What do you want to be when you grow up?
A princess and take care of animals in a pet store
My sweet Peanut – you are four today. Not one, not two, not three, but FOUR. You are so grown up and still so little at the same time. You have taken to heart my request to stop growing and you often pray for Jesus to keep you little. You have also assured me, on more than one occasion, that you will stop having birthdays when you’re 89. I’m not sure why you think that is a comfort to me. :)
The best word I can think of to describe you is sweet. I know that sounds generic, but that’s just who you are. Your little voice, the way you play with others, your sensitivity, the things you love to do and talk about… it’s all just sweet. Two examples just from today: you rushed downstairs this morning to make sure I knew you wanted a birthday DINNER instead of a lunch because you wanted to be sure Ben could come (he had school today). Also, you asked, because it was “your day”, if Ben could sleep in your bed with you tonight. As I write this ya’ll are squished in there together, snug as two bugs.
You are also VERY sensitive and you wear your heart on your sleeve. I know kids say crazy things in passing that they don’t think about or even mean, but it breaks my heart to watch you get crushed by words. “So and so doesn’t want to be my friend” or “so and so laughed at my dress”. I pray that God will guard your sweet heart as you grow up and that he will use your sensitivity and compassion in a mighty, mighty way to serve and care for others!
While you are super sweet 90% of the time, you are also sharp as a tack and you don’t let things go very easily. Daddy thought it would be funny to put the fake tattoo that you got at school on himself a couple weeks ago. You are STILL talking about it. You reminded me today that “Daddy took my tattoo.” I explained, again, that you needed to forgive Daddy and forget about it. You answered, “I’m not mad at Daddy, Mommy, I’m not. I’m just SAD at him. That was my only tattoo ever.” A tad bit dramatic. You sure can construct a pretty solid argument, too. I guess the apple didn’t fall far from the tree there. Your poor Daddy… he has to deal with BOTH of us.
You are my velcro baby, my partner in crime. When the boys are doing their thing your favorite past time is to hang out with me. You are so affirming and loving. You are as girly as they come. You are snuggly. You love to present me with hypothetical situations that would result in you ending up in my bed… just to see if I’ll take the bait. I’ll let you in on a little secret… I will almost always take the bait! You’ve got me wrapped around that little finger of yours!
You still have most of the same interests as last year: Care Bears, My Little Ponies, animals, princesses (especially dressing up in your costumes), Dora, reading books, & playing with friends. You LOVE our little neighbor, Addison, and ask to play with her every day. You also love Avery and you bring her up often. The Collins called to wish you a Happy Birthday today and you said, “I love you, Avery!” as soon as you got her on the phone (or maybe it was after you told her about your presents and said “I’m FOUR!”)
You still LOVE LOVE LOVE music. You and I have to take turns choosing music in the car. Today you got to pick all the songs because it was your day (as you kept reminding us). It was a pretty eclectic mix on the way to Bible Study:
1) “A You’re Adorable”
(Your dance recital song – from the 50’s)
2) “Gracie” by Ben Folds
3) “Beat it” by Michael Jackson
4) “Thriller” by Michael Jackson (you and Ben are on a bit of an MJ kick lately – so much so that Noah is more adept at singing “Beat it” than he is the ABC’s)
5) The wedding song from Twilight
6) “We are never getting back together” by Taylor Swift
Speaking of your dance recital, your first ever performance is next month. I’m so excited to see how you do. You know EVERY SINGLE WORD to your song and you sing along as though you’re on Broadway. Watching you rehearse is the cutest thing ever. You cracked me up the other day when you said, “Ben, I’m going to sing my song, and then you should clap for me.” I hope that you don’t get nervous and clam up because you sure know your stuff!
My sweet teeny Gracie Belle – you are such a joy. You bring the perfect amount of spunky girly drama to our crazy clan. You can be wearing a Snow White dress one minute, and wrestling and tumbling (ROUGHLY) with the boys the next ~ usually still wearing the dress and heels. I watched you kick a soccer ball around for the first time the other day and you might be quite the little athlete, too. You are outgoing, loud, friendly, loud, talkative and a little loud. I wish I could bottle up everything about the little girl you and keep it forever… except for maybe the loud part. I am so proud of you and I think you are so beautiful inside and outside. I am so glad God picked me to be your Mommy!
Happy Happy Birthday, Sweet Girl!
I love you as big as the sky!
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