chicken

This child wants to be a super hero. Today she is a chicken in a terrycloth cape. Tomorrow...? Who knows.
She is growing up so darned fast! Yikes. I can hardly stand it. Her language has taken enormous leaps. Now, it's not just words, it's ideas and jokes and stories and make believe. There are days, I can't wait for her to grow up. Those days are filled with stress and "shoulds" and "have tos." Then, some days, I am brought to tears at the thought of how quickly time is moving. It seems like only yesterday that our oldest, Olivia, was a little peanut in diapers and a terrycloth chicken cape, now she is talking about boys and singing along to pop songs on the car radio. Wow!
I hope that I can cherish this plucky little super hero and all of my girls and my husband and my family and my friends... I am so lucky to have each and everyone of these people in my life.