Every mother says it, blink and the children are grown. I have further evidence that this is a fact:
My baby girl just turned six.
She has been with us for 2 1/2 years. She has gone from being basically the size and maturity level of an 18 month old to being only slightly small and delayed for six. She has gained fifteen pounds and grown 14 inches. She has not only learned to communicate quite well in English, she has also learned how to function as part of a family unit. She has learned to trust us.
Yesterday morning she told Keith, "The Chinese people don't know my name!" So he was telling her how he gave her his name (Martin) because she is his girl. He told her he gave his name to all of his girls. Apparently she has been thinking about this because this morning she informed me, "I'm Eliana Keith Martin, Mommy, because Daddy gave me his name." It was so adorable!
Anyway, our baby had a birthday and turned six. She looked forward to it for weeks and relished every moment of the day as only a six year old can. I relished it with her, but felt a little sad too. How can they all just keep growing up like this?
I used to be crafty I tell you!
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