Maybe this blog will go to more of an annual or semi-annual update cycle. Something I can keep up with.
In any case, the child has managed to survive an entire 5 years post-bursting-from-the-womb, even with us as parents. Life has really changed for us in that time. We have a little creature bounding around who's going to grow up to be a magician-engineer-clown-veterinarian, either together or singly, depending on the day. Naps are gone; how we miss those blessed, oh-so-quiet hours...
Movies are played on repeat for days on end. I think I can recite the entirety of the hound and the fox, the nightmare before Christmas, or the book of life. Or any of the dozens of my little pony episodes. And don't even get me started on Dora...
She'll make friends anywhere she goes. I swear, she's completely my mom there, I heard one story of her bringing a new friend she had just met at the playground over to the rest of the group, integrating her with the rest of Gwen's friends.
She's healthy, happy, and very creative. Her art teacher is adamant that if there was ever a child who should be an artist, this is the one. She's also able to make up stories for anything around her. She illustrates them and then the stories change, always going somewhere completely different. I'll be a bit sad when she does begin to write for real, the stories might become fixed down at that point.
So let's stop with Luke being sentimental and go for some pics. We have so many piled up that it's going to be difficult to find which ones to put up. We'll see how it goes.
Let's start with the birthday pictures. Her party's not until the 11th, so everything's been pretty low-key so far. We made cupcakes together yesterday to bring to her class. She helped mix the batter, I cooked the cupcakes and made entirely too many candy eyes. I piped the icing and Gwen got to do the eyes and the hair decorating. Depending on who she's talking to, either the ones with one eye are the babies and they grow eyes as the get older, or the three-eyed ones are the babies and they lose their eyes. I heard both versions within 15 minutes.
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| The proud artist |
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| The aliens among us |
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| A special alien with entirely too many eyes and pink sprinkles |
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| Great-aunt Barb got her a musical watch and some funny green paper |
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| My little minion. I have many evil plans in mind... |
Opening her new zippy sack
And using it
And after fighting with blogger, firefox, and chrome for a good 2 hours, I have to give up. Have some random stuff:
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| Mischievous |
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| At Worlds of Fun |
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| Decided she doesn't really need her own room, she fits just about anywhere |
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| Rock climbing |
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| Happy |
Bowling
Prince and Princess day at skating
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| My steampunk goggles |
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| Helping to build some furniture |
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| Nom nom nom. I didn't want what she did, so she got her own. A mistake on my part, but she was happy. |
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| We ate out a lot while Jenni was in England |
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| The nightly brush-head-carrying ritual |
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| I find her sleeping this way a lot in the mornings |
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| Fall festival |
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| Art class; this turned into a pillow with a detailed story regarding Jenni, copper, and ice cream |
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| At skating |
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| Art |
