You absolutely love, love, love school. That makes this teacher's heart happy. You are eager to learn, so eager to explore. You are already starting to read. So far you've sucessfully mastered Go Dog Go (also the first book I ever read) and many of the books your teacher sends home for you to work on. You love practicing your sight words. You giggle and your eyes get all sparkly when I tell you how proud I am of you when you get them all right. You know all of your color words and are already showing more promise in math than I probably have :) I volunteer in your classroom whenever I can and I'm not in class, and I love to watch you interact with your peers. You're not bossy, in fact you tend to go along with what the others are doing...but you are so sweet and compliant to your teachers. I love your tender heart.
You're becoming more independent in lots of ways, but you're also still a momma's girl. You always let me pick out your clothes, fix your hair, give you baths. You love your blankie...although I can tell that you don't need it like you used to. You still nake naps after you get home from school, sometimes you are so tired, I think you would sleep until 8 o'clock if we let you. You are still such a string bean, only 36 pounds, and barely out of a 5T. It's impossible to buy you pants. Impossible. I suppose this shouldn't really come as a surprise, it's also impossible to buy myself pants. This is our lot in life, sweet girl. We're still working on staying dry all night. I'm okay with this. It's not time to freak out about it, yet...I'm trying lots of different things to help. I wish you would eat more...oh my goodness you fight us at every single meal over what feels like every single bite. If you could eat macaroni and cheese and barbecue sauce only until you were six I think you would be happy. Really happy.
You love your brother, and not just in a I have to love my brother because he's there...but because you REALLY love him. He's your best-friend....the two of you are rarely apart. If he is crying, you are concerned, if you think he's getting more than anything of you, you are FAST to let mommy or eric know. You fight, but you are quick to hug, sometimes are just plain mean to each other, but even quicker to stand up for one another. You are a good big sister.
Five has been such a changing year for you, my baby girl. All of a sudden, you aren't my baby, but instead you're a big girl, capable of so much more than I probably ever give you credit for. You fell asleep in my arms the other night, and I felt your hot breath on my neck, and I remembered what it felt like to hold you in the NICU, to hold my breath so I could hear yours. With every breath, I am so grateful for you.
I'm so proud of all you are...
so excited to see all you'll be.
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katie jade...
our little miracle...i fell in love with you the minute I knew you were growing in your mom's belly. But now, now that you are big and smart and so much like me when I was little, I can't help but be just a little in awe of you. i am so proud of you for being such a good big sister to Bubby. He is so, so lucky, as are you to have a brother so close to your age. i am so proud of how smart you are. you are smart in so many ways...thank your momma for that. one more thing just off the top of my head...thank you for loving brady so much and for being bestest friends with him. i love watching you two...i know that you will always be the best of friends. maybe you will hate it one day when he is beating up your newest boyfriend, but, alas, he adores you and i'm sure no one wille ever be good enough for our gorgeous, perfect, KJ. i love you.
You must continue to write these every so often.
Absolutely beautiful.
That girl is magic :)
<3
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