My little girl turns eight today. Eight. I know I said this last year, but time goes so fast. Already? Wow. It went by in a flash. But then again, the last eight years have been packed full of so much goodness that I can’t imagine life without her. She is large-hearted, kind, compassionate and friendly. She is sweet to her sister and polite to adults. Well, most of the time. She is a picky eater and definitely opinionated about her clothes. She’s extremely creative and, at times, a little too hard on herself. That’s okay. I am proud of her and the person she is becoming. Seven was good. But eight…I think eight is great.
Happy Birthday Jane.