last year, and if you weren't a fan then and missed it (well that's sort of cocky of me to think that i have "fans") please go back and read. it sums up bamagirl pretty well (and the pictures are delicious).
my baby is 19 today. she was a surprise in more ways than one, and we couldn't be more blessed as parents.
unlike many of my friends… i don't have a list of things she's doing now… like "says da-dah" or screams every time her brother begins walking in her direction…
actually, there is a list i could make…
i can't believe it's been nineteen years already since you entered this world. i remember you arrived (after some ridiculous pitocin-laced natural labor) so quiet and curious… looking around wondering why the heck was it so bright and cold??
you were such an easy baby. we used to call you our poseable barbie. wherever we set you, you'd be happy until we moved you someplace else.
you slept like a champ. for hours… heaven for a momma, let me tell you!
and now… you still sleep like a champ. and you're kinda like a hibernating bear that's been disturbed from its sleep when you wake up… takes you a few minutes to shake the sleepies off yourself (something you do with a sneeze or two. funny how you do that every morning. it's how i know you're up).
you've sailed through your freshman year of college with flying colors.
you have managed your finances this past year better than i could have dreamed. (yay!)
you study as if your very life depends on it, and this attitude has netted you some rockin' good grades. seriously… what freshman goes to a huge SEC school and makes grades like these? (thanks for not being a chip off the ole block here)
you're still a ridiculous planner. (again, not hardly a clone of me…) you had your housing settled for this school year back in september. at least six months ahead of schedule. (notsomuch, your brother… ha!)
you're surviving being back at home after a year on your own, and while i'm sure this has been a difficult endeavor, you've weathered this pretty well.
you're still learning how to "use your words" when you're upset or disappointed, but frankly, so am i, and i'm glad that we can work together to be more effective communicators.
i love how you're open and honest (sometimes brutally so… and i'm afraid here is where you take after my quick tongue… my bad) and i pretty much know what you're thinking. you're real and authentic, and that's such a rare quality in today's day.
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