I'm proud of my daughter.
She is sweet, sensitive, and thoughtful.
She has a strong desire to please and do well.
Can she be a bit over-dramatic? Um, YES. (But I'm trying to view it as 'enthusiasm'.)
Is she showing signs of adding too much sass in her talk at times? Definitely. (Oh, 'boy...tween years, here we come!)
But this afternoon when she got home from school, she did yet another thing that made me so proud to be her mama.
She did her homework and then headed up to her room to "chill for a while" (her words, not mine). From downstairs I could hear her baby brother trying to go in her room as she got more and more frustrated with this invasion of her "chill time". After a few minutes, he gave up and went into the playroom with Wyatt.
When I went up to work on laundry, I knocked on the door and poked my head inside her bedroom. Gently, I said, "You know, your brothers wait all day for you to get home from school so they can spend time with their big sister." I wasn't going to force it on her--I know everyone needs time to themselves. Believe me, I KNOW! But about 30-seconds later, I heard her come out of her room and enter the playroom where she cheerfully announced,
"Alright, boys...who's ready to have some FUN?!"
What an awesome sister.
What an incredible daughter.
What a fabulous human being.
Love ya, Sis.