Kid1 turned 10 this week. I'm having a hard time with this birthday - she's in double digits! We had a pool party out of town (in the city where Grandma lives) several weeks ago, because the pool she adores in Grandma's town was closed both of the weekends closer to her birthday. On her actual birthday, Kid1 decided she wanted to out for a pizza lunch and then go see Brave (the 20 minutes I saw between taking Kid4 in and out as she got noisy were very cute). After that, she wanted me to give her a manicure in colors to match Merida's dress, which I did. It was a nice, laid-back, happy day.
I can't believe my first baby is 10. She has expressed interest in learning to play basketball, and she got a guitar from her uncle for her birthday (she has deemed it the best present ever). Gone are the days of Little People dolls and stacking blocks, this girl is growing up way too fast.
She's such a joy. I am so proud of her and the loving, bubbly, outgoing young woman she is growing into.
