Eleanor turned seven this past Saturday. So this post is dedicated to her.
|My little Ballerina|
|Larger than Life|
Who cracks me up with her writings
And gives me warm fuzzies from others.
She sees beauty in whatever she finds.
|Saw dust, thorn-apples, old fake daffodil|
She's my sweetie pie, Peanut Girl and I love the stage she's in, somewhere between child, girl and small glimpses of teen years and beyond. She keeps me entertained and is just fun to hang out with. They say that the kids grow fast, but you don't believe it until one day they're seven and you look back and can't believe they were ever as small as their baby brother!