Today you turned six. I asked you if it felt different to be six. You said, "Yes. People sing caroles to you, and they don't do that on other days. Also, it feels older. When I'm a lot, a lot older, I'll be in first grade." I guess that about sums it up. We celebrated this morning with sweet rolls and bacon. It was a nice way to start the day.
You opened your gifts from all of us - a LEGO camper set, a stuffed Olaf, your first American Girl Doll (Saige), and your favorite - footie pajamas. You have been asking for those non-stop for weeks, so I was thrilled your birthday finally arrived. You have been carrying around a catalog with footie pajamas in it, telling me, "I'm getting these for Christmas." No matter how many times I have told you "They are on the list." or "Santa KNOWS about the footie PJ's" or "Got it. I remember.", you persisted. Then your dad decided to mess with me by regularly telling you, "Hey Addie, I don't think mom knows what you want for Christmas, why don't you go show her that picture?" You are certainly diligent and committed to your cause. If I had to hear about those footie pajamas one more day though, I might have taken a torch to that catalog.
We celebrated your birthday with friends a couple weeks ago at the movie theater to see the movie "Frozen." That was a lot of fun. You loved having all your new kindergarten friends there.
Now that you have received your much coveted footie pajamas for your birthday, we have Christmas coming up next week. You have asked for, "A jeep that I can drive in like my friend W has" and "training wheels for my bike because mom won't let me have them, and I get scared." You won't be getting either of those. You know how to ride a bike. You've been able to ride for almost two years now. There will be no training wheels!
I wrote your 5-ish letter not too long ago, so I don't have too many updates since then. School is still going OK.... not great, but you haven't had another silent lunch, and you haven't been kicked off the bus, so we're calling that a success. Academics are fine. You are picking up reading and writing easily, and math is going fine. It is behavior that is still a struggle. We're definitely seeing improvement though. You now seem to average about one note home from the teacher per week rather than one day per week without a note. Baby steps. One day, you told me, "The bus driver gave me a chance today to sit without being buckled!" I said, "They have seatbelts on the bus?" You said, "Yes, the bus driver makes you wear it if you're wobbly, but she gave me a second chance today." I know the school buses don't have seatbelts as standard equipment, so I'm envisioning you strapped into some seat belt that is there in case a child with disabilities needs to be strapped in. In your case though, the bus driver used it to keep you from causing trouble! Sigh. Your poor bus driver. I think I owe her a big Christmas bonus. If your bus driver or kindergarten teacher retires after this year, I may feel personally responsible!
You're a funny little turkey and are always making us laugh. You make up songs regularly that you sing to yourself. Tonight, while you were supposed to be brushing your teeth, I heard howling coming from the bathroom. I said, "Addie! Brush your teeth!" You said, very matter-of-factly, "I was howling like a wolf", as if that was a perfectly logical excuse for not brushing your teeth.
We lucked into a great Girl Scout troop for you, and you are really enjoying being a Daisy. It is fun for you to finally get to participate in Girl Scouts after watching your sisters all these years.
You and Nina go to the extremes. You are either the best of friends or worst of enemies at any given moment. I love watching you together when you are friends though. In those times, Nina is so sweet with you, and you eat up the special attention. One day, I lost the two of you in the public library. When I finally happened upon you, you were curled up in Nina's lap while she was reading a book to you. It melted my heart.
Of course, Nina also loves using you as her own personal hair and make-up model. Here you are with a butterfly, spider, lady bug, bloody nose, and black eye, all courtesy of Nina.
Watching you shuffle around in your new footie PJ's tonight has made me wistful for your toddler days. You aren't a baby any more, but seeing you all snuggled up in footie pajamas reminds me that I'll always have you as my baby no matter how old you are.
Happy 6th Birthday, Little Bird!