If we're six months from Christmas, we're almost six months from this gorgeous girl turning FIVE.
How on earth is it possible that time really goes by this fast when I spent the better part of my life wishing for the days to end?!?
I can barely keep up.
Neither can these two apparently:
Dad and Lovie fell asleep after Father's Day brunch, and before some mini golf. It was Lovie's suggestion--the mini golf. She said, "On Father's Day you're supposta take your father to mini golf." I thought it was a brilliant idea, so we went and, of course, I got two holes in one while my two playmates sulked.
Seriously though, I know it gets old--reading all the mom sap and all the Look-at-How-Bloody-Wonderful-My-Life-is posts on blogs and Facebook, etc--but really... I'M SO IMMENSELY BLESSED. I can't come here and pretend that I'm not.
Of course I have bad days.
Of course there are times when I want to remove myself from the picture and live life in solitude.
But then I look at my sweet girl or she tells me something funny and it all makes sense again. And life is beautiful and a blessing. Such a freaking blessing!
The other night when it was time for her bath, Lovie was getting in the tub and she looked up at me whilst holding onto my shirt and stepping into the tub (because she's so damn tall now that she insists she gets in and out of the tub by herself) and said, "Mama, did you know that you're my best friend?"
I mean... seriously. This was really said to me. By that little girl right up there just moments before I snapped that picture.
How on earth could I not feel anything but blessed?
And lucky?
And fortunate?
And enamored with life and all things Lovie?
Yeah I'm her mama and all that jazz, but honestly, this kid?
She's just pure amazing.
She's just such a gift.
Not a day goes by when I don't thank the universe for her.
So yeah... six months till Christmas and nearly six months till she turns 5.
Hold me?
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