My sweet Brooklyn turned 7 over the weekend. I can't believe how big she is getting. It's almost hard for me to remember her as a baby. Anyone else feel that way with their kiddos? I went up to her school on Friday and spent time with her at lunch and bought ice cream for all the kids in her class to help celebrate. I love to watch her interact with her friends.
Brooklyn, I am so proud to be your mama. You are becoming such a beautiful girl inside and out. You love to read and you still love maps. I don't think that will ever change. You love to play with your hermit crab. You take him out and let him crawl around on the floor and on your hand. I have to remind you sometimes to put him back in his cage so he doesn't run loose. You are learning to ride your bike without training wheels and you just completed your very first triathlon. Soccer is starting and I cannot wait to watch you play. Most importantly, I love your heart. I love how you love Jesus and your desire to help others warms my heart.
I love you to the moon and back sweet girl. Mommy