Sweet Lala

Today we are celebrating Laura's 4th birthday.  She is such a funny little girl.  She's a mix of shy & bold, tomboy & princess, sassy & sweet.  

Back in May her teacher told me, she's never known anyone to talk as much as Laura (apparently, she hasn't spent much time around me or my husband :-0).  She noted though that while many 3-yr-olds tell the same stories over and over, Laura's stories are different every time.  

The other day she actually fell out of my suburban and bloodied both of her knees.  By the time I got to her, within seconds, she was brushing me off and telling me she was fine while running off to play. 

She's my full-of-life, full-of-energy, full-of-smiles, full-of-laughter girl.  She brings light to all of our lives for her cup always runs over with joy. 

   

My prayer for her is that she always remains the way she is now and that she continues to enjoy her life to the fullest.  And that in every challenge she may face, she is able to jump up (bloody knees and all) and run back into life with a smile.  

Happy Birthday my sweet Lala!!!

A few days old.

Decked out in her new princess bling yesterday.

Camp Fear

I rarely post these days, but today is a day worthy of some of my thoughts.  As I type, Scott and I are taking our oldest daughter to summer camp.  What makes this such a momentous occasion is that this will be her first time to go to stay-away camp, for a whole week.  She is very excited, but also very apprehensive.  She asked me the other day what she would do if she misses me.  I explained that she probably would miss us, but that is just part of the camp experience.  I told her that when I missed my parents I always found that writing them a letter helped.  So, she is all ready with her special stationary and stamped, addressed envvelopes.

I, however, am not going to hold my breath waiting for a letter.  I know that she is going to be so busy she probably won't have time to write.  And that's okay too.

My husband and I both attended this same camp when we were kids so there is a lot of nostalgia here.  

So after her bed is made up and all her labeled things are in order in her cabin, and pictures are taken here's to hoping this Mommy isn't the one crying when it's time to leave her there.