My 4 Year Old Princess

Despite how hard I tried to convince her to just turn 3 again today, Maggie is now my big 4 year old! She told me she had to turn four because she had been three for such a long time.

So proud of this kiddo.

She is growing into such a sweet girl. She loves her sissy, and shares pretty well most of the time. She is a huge helper, making her bed, sorting silverware, picking up her room and playroom, puts her laundry away.

Maggie loves reading books and playing with princesses.

She sings "Let it go" no less than three times a day.

Maggie loves to eat and play outside. She loves to go to the gym and church and can not wait to start preschool in the fall!

She is gentle and sweet with babies, but is afraid of new things.

She is warming up to animals and strangers slowly.

She needs to be warned about changes being made and enjoys knowing our schedule ahead of time.

Maggie recognizes all of her letters upper and lower case and knows 3/4 of their sounds and numbers to 10, though she can count to at least 30 she gets bored and quits at that point.
(though she usually skips the number 15).

She loves watching shows and dancing to any music that is on. She is an excellent booty shaker.

Maggie has an awesome sense of humor and keeps us laughing often.

Enjoy 20 questions she answered today, as a four year old.

• What is your favorite color? 
• Purple and pink and orange and yellow
• What is your favorite food? 
• Cereal and Oatmeal and Pancakes
• Who is your best friend? 
• Elizabeth and Noah
• What do you like to do with your family? 
• Vacuum
• What is your favorite toy? 
• Sugar (a baby doll) and Minnie Mouse
• What do you want to be when you grow up? 
• A doctor and a restaurant girl
• What makes you happy? 
• Morty (our puppy)
• What makes you sad? 
• When I am alone
• What is your favorite show?
•  Princesses and Frozen
• Where do you like to go? 
• The North Mountain (Thanks Frozen!)
• What is your favorite animal?
•  A hippopotamus and that thing with a round tail (Still not sure what this is)
• What do you do best? 
• Play with Morty and GG and Poppy and Charlotte and Brea and Ellie
• The coolest perosn on earth is Jesus and Rachel and Bubby.
• What did you do when your were little?
•  Burp and drink my bottle
• What is your favorite season?
•  Snow
• What is a food you don't like? 
• Lettuce and tomatoes
• What is your favorite song? 
• Let it Go
• What is your favorite game? 
• The Tangled game that Elizabeth has
• What do you want on your birthday cake?
•  Princesses
• What is your favorite candy
• ? Chocolate and suckers and lolly pops. 

Love this kid and so thankful for the last four years! Cant't wait to sit back and watch God grow her more.

 

My Hairbowed Dream

I have always wanted to be a mom.

Literally.

When asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, "A mom" is what I would say.

So, it wouldn't come as a big shock that only two months after being married I started in on my husband to start a family.

The following is a true story.

December 2008.

Setting: Cottage Hill Baptist Church Mobile, AL  Balcony

Plot: Forty or so small children arranged in nice neat rows on stage dressed in their Christmas best. Khakis, sweater vests, button down shirts and bow ties for the boys. Ruffled dresses, panty hose, shiny black shoes and big hair bows for the girls. They were singing some song about baby Jesus, but I couldn't quit looking at the hair bows.

I leaned over to Scott and told him how cute they were. Wouldn't it be so fun to have your own little hairbowed girl on the stage? Singing about baby Jesus? We could dress her up and take pictures?

He wasn't convinced and made me wait another eight months before deciding we could try to start our family.

Fast forward to today. Sitting on the front row at church that memory vividly returned.

Waiting on the front row, waiting for service to start and waiting for our hairbowed little girl to take the stage...minus the hairbow (do headbands still count? I'm going to say yes.)

Fifth from the Right with her white and blue dress

We didn't know they were singing until the Wednesday before and had no idea what they were singing. Maggie just kept telling us the song was Hosanna. I ran through all the Hosanna songs I knew and never came up with the right one.

We gave her a pep talk this morning:

Have fun!

Sing pretty!

Watch your teacher!

Be still!

Smile!

We encouraged her. We instructed her. We praised her. She was ready.

Then the first service started and hilarity for our families row ensued.
(Forgive the fuzzy camera phone...we'll take whatever pics we could get.)



She yawned.

Several times.

She scratched.

Her knee. Her head. Her elbow.

She played with her hair. Pulled it, twirled it, spun it.

She even took her shoe off at one point and nearly brought her neighbor and herself down.

She looked like a deer in the head lights and marginally sang the words at the appropriate times.

Hand motions? No way!

And I loved every single minute of it!

We blamed the first service on nerves and the unknown.

Because by the second service she nailed it! Unfortunately, we had videotaped the first service debacle so much we didn't have much space to get the great participation from the second service. Oh well.

I'm so proud of our girl! I'm so thankful she is mine. God reminds me in the smallest things how incredibly blessed I am. I'm thankful for the reminders, and for the dreams that come true.