First Daughter turned four over a week ago. I've been here the whole time, but it's hard to believe it's really been four years.
She needs a size five in pants because the fours are much too small, but I can hardly believe it. How could she have grown so tall? (She looks remarkably like one of her cousins in Illinois in this picture.)
She requested T. Rex cookies for her birthday. Because no one here likes sugar cookies that much, I made chocolate chip cookie bars in a 12 x 17 pan and used cookie cutters. They were such a hit we'll be making pan cookies and cutting them up like this again. (For those loath to munch the cookie bits left over from the pan, save them in the freezer to sprinkle on ice cream for chocolate chip cookie sundaes.)
She loves clothes. She's always asking for new clothes, but she just means "new-to-me." She is perfectly satisfied with whatever she gets: hand-me-downs are just as good as designer labels. In fact, she loved opening the box of winter clothes we packed away last spring. They didn't really fit her anymore, but she tried them all on anyway and asked each time if she could put it in her room despite the pant legs and shirt sleeves that stopped an inch or two above where they were meant to be.
She loves shoes. For her birthday, she asked for "flashy" shoes (ones that light up when she jumps) and flip-flops. Kansas Dad found some flashy shoes for her, but they are a little big. When did stores stop carrying half sizes? (We have flip-flops already for next summer.)
Her favorite games are "Dora and Diego" or "Jack and Annie" - a brother, a back pack and an imagination. She'll settle for playing "Mama and Baby" with Second Daughter during lessons, though.
She loves just about everything First Son loves, so dinosaurs are near the top of her list. This post is about First Daughter, but First Son drew this wonderful card for her birthday.
She is currently enamored with dot-to-dots and sometimes mazes. She will sit with her brother and "work" for hours.
She loves to paint. She asks to paint almost every day. When she paints, she covers her sheet with paint until it nearly tears apart. We had an "art" party for her birthday, with plenty of painting by all the kids.
I wish I loved to let her paint.
She is signed up in the kindergarten class at our monthly faith formation club and in the Sunday School class at our parish, both of which are really preschool / kindergarten. She loves being in a class, even though First Son is not with her.
At choir, she wants to be next to First Son. Always. He knows this and tries to stay near her.
She had her birthday pancake with blueberries - a pancake as big as her head.
She does not like mashed potatoes. This is notable because First Son does. She loves yogurt. This is notable because First Son does not. Her favorite candy is Pez, though she likes just about anything sweet. (First Son does not like Pez, either.)
We are working together on learning her letters. She can already count to 100 and write "R." She cannot read, but she loves pulling out First Son's chapter books and flipping through them, even leaving a bookmark to save her place.
She loves to help me cook or bake, most of all when we use the stand mixer. More than that, she loves to taste what we're making and all the ingredients we use. I would never have guessed how many times a girl could taste flour or vanilla, but she is apparently not unique in this desire as Second Daughter tastes just as often.
Happy birthday, my love, and may God continue to bless us through you!