Happy Birthday, Princess

Well, my little girl is on the downward slide towards double-digits and is careening towards the time where she'll break my heart...sigh.

She's progressing nicely in school, not as well as her brothers were at this point, but moving along steadily. Last week she started her second year of T-ball, and seems to be enjoying it. Frankly, she's probably our best bet at raising a decent athlete, if she can just stop worrying about the state of her clothes and hair long enough to focus on the play.

She's also the most musically inclined arrow in the quiver. We gave her a CD player over the weekend, and it's barely been off since. She's spent hours just sitting in front of it, staring at it like kids do at radios in pictures from the 1940s--taking quick breaks every 90 seconds to let me know what song she's playing/radio station she's tuned into/what CD I need to get her next. I'm pretty sure that's not going to end any time soon.

Happy birthday, sweetie. It's been a fun, giggle-filled six years. Looking forward to as many more as I can get.

(Last birthday post for awhile--phew. Checkbook can't take much more abuse...am getting sick and tired of cake, too)