Happy Birthday Andie

This has been a difficult transition for me.  Changing from four years old to five is such a big jump.  Four is still toddlerish.  Four is still little.  Four is still babyish.  Five is too old.  My Andie is too old.  

I've been teasing her telling her that when she turns five it will be so hard on me.  I tell her I'll hug her and not let go of my four year old Andie.  So on her birthday she said to me, "Do you want me to give you a four year old Andie hug?"  I told her it was too late she's already five, with a sad face.  So she gave me a hug and said, "In my head I'm four so it was a four year old hug."  I love her.

Andie is my drama queen.  Very drama.  When she's upset about something she throws her head back and opens her mouth as wide as it gets and yells/sobs very loudly.  And it happens multiple times throughout the day.  She's very good at it.  

She loves to play with friends.  She loves to play dress up.  She loves to swing.  She loves to swim.  She loves to read Olivia books or really any book.  She loves to play with her dolls hair.  She has her own skipping dance move which is hilarious.  She loves to draw and paint.  She is a very good big sister to Avery.  And when she is excited to tell me something her eyes light up and get huge and she stands on her tip toes.  I pretty much want to eat her cheeks all day long.

I'm so glad to have her as my second.  She brings so much joy and happiness into my life in so many ways.  Thinking about it makes me smile.  Happy Birthday, Andie.  I love you very much.