My baby is 5 today...{sniff}

Can it be 5 years since this?

She is just the sweetest little girl. Very thoughtful, incapable of keeping a straight face when she is fibbing. Always thinking of me, her brother, her daddy or someone else. Very artistic. She has a dimple that when combined with her light brown eyes and minkish black lashes that are impossibly long, will suck your soul right out and you won’t mind. She carries her teddy bear, Humphrey, who is a boy bear dressed as a girl and often has lesbian Barbie Weddings because Ken is too Ghey.

Today we threw a surprise party for her 5th birthday. It is so very easy to sneak these things past a child at this age. She never paid one lick of attention to me in my Frantic-Clean-Off-The-Counters sprint as she was getting ready to go to Sports Camp. I tortured her with her presents put up high on a shelf and we pretended that No One Was Coming Over Today. At All. La! What fun!

She is such a good kid. Very quiet in school, her preschool teacher just adores her and her ability to either play by herself contentedly or with other kids. She doesn’t allow anyone to bully her and even thought she is the Human BlowHorn at home issuing Directives, she sticks up for herself with a firm, " You don’t do that. it’s not nice." " If you don’t share you won’t have any friends." She is tougher than her brother and she weighs 20# less than him and she wrestles like a pro.

The other day she came running into the kitchen to tell me in a very mature voice, " Mama you don’t need to go to the store."

“That’s nice. Why?”

"You can use the phone to call and order a HoverDisc. You can use your credit card! "

Well, now, I damn near did after that sales speil.
She loves going to Home Depot with her father and to Joann’s with me. When I mow the lawn, she always wants to ride on my lap and if I am attacking a craft, she is right there, practically attached to me, with her own scissors cutting up something. And when she comes home from school she quickly changes into one of her princess dresses to flit about in.

Did I mention that she took Humphrey the TransGendered Bear to Disney and to Germany this year and we never misplaced him? The kid is very responsible with her toys.

She sleeps like the dead and tends to take up the entire bed in the craziest positions. She loves to organize. Holy.Mother.of.Og does she ever. And she is very, very, very good at it. Always has been. And she likes shoes. And dresses and tights. Getting her into pants/jeans/sweats is a fight that I barely bother with anymore.

She plays well with all her friends. One time, after an afternoon of playing quietly in her room with her friend Emily ( who is like a sister-cousin cause her Mom and I and their dads do everything together) I called for the two of them to come downstairs so we could get ready to take Emily back home and I could pick up my son at school. After dinner my husband ask me,

" Have you seen her room?"

“No, Took emily home, picked up our son. CAme home to make dinner. …”

He gave a little smile…" She’ll clean it up…"

Apparently, the two of them pulled all the clothes out of her dresser and closet and all the toys out of everything and had SUCH FUN! ( and so quietly…mind you I am mostly deaf in one ear…) but he told her she had to clean her room and that I would inspect. When I did ( about an hour later) It was as clean and orderly as if I had organized it. ( Ok , the closet was a bit jumbled, but everything was hung up.) The kid is absolutely amazing.

She looks almost exactly like me ( minus the brown eyes and dimple of mass destruction.) and it is so flattering and scary at the same time. She will never go through what I’ve gone through so maybe I will get to see what ‘I’ would have turned out like if there hadn’t been so much Sad Things and Gloom in my life. You know, sweet and unfiltered goodness instead of snerky and jaded. NOt that the last two are bad things at all. :D.
[Plankton]I shall harness her power and RULE da WORLD! [/Plankton}
I love my little doppelganger.

Happy Birthday Sunshine! I love you!

I would like to state, that I think I am much more betterer in my writing skills since then. Clarity, too…uuuuum.

Oh thank God it’s a real kid! I thought this was going to be another anthropomorphized pet thread.

Aww!

She sounds wonderful. I fully plan on having a complete mental breakdown in May when my son, Alex, turns two.

And someday he’ll be five, too. It’s nearly unimaginable.

Happy Birthday to your baby!

Yeah, I was babbling almost coherently about my baby.
I almost put the Thread Title as My Baby Is 5. Humor me by reading this, you Bastids.

:slight_smile:

Why aren’t you OUR neighbor!!!

Your daughter sounds great, unlike the screeching, spoiled beast-child we have living next door. Granted, the parents are at fault, but if all 4 year olds, going on five, were like her, there would be laws to put all 5 year olds in a home in rural Idaho.

Consider yourself both lucky, and a good parent. And time does fly…can’t wait for your thread in ten years, “Help! My Daughter’s First Boyfriend Has Nipple Rings”…

Wow, my boy will be 36 April 3rd. I think we’re going to go to Reno and take in a titty bar and a couple of beers. Yeah, it’s cool hanging out with the little ones.

Well, I think it’s time that Shirley admitted the truth to us… That her daughter actually organized the secret santa exchange. Great kids don’t happen without great parents, though, so hats off to you, ma’am.

Heh. Thanks for a good giggle. insert cliched keyboard replacement quip here
:smiley:

As for my own young bloke, well he’s seven. It’s a weird age, that - not for him, but for me. It’s great to see the sudden spurt in intellectual development an’ all, but every time he asks me to hold his hand when we walk down the street could be the last - soon he will be “too big for that”. It’s bittersweet - but time marches on regardless, so I’m sure it’ll be cool in different ways later on.

It’s true. She did organize the secret santa and even logged it all into an excel program for ease of use. It was her that kept me from giving all of you who participated My address as your SS. :smiley:

Oh, I could write sonnets about my widdle fat dawgie who runs my life…but I’ll spare you. for now.

Shirley, I’ll let you in on a secret.

It doesn’t get better.

My son will be 16 this year. 16! He’s taller than I am, smart as a whip, and very polite to people.

My daughter will be 13 this year. 13! I’ve already had to buy her a third, bigger bra. She loves music, dancing, writing.

Time really flies when you’re a parent.

Sniff.

P.S. You forgot to post a link to a picture of Sunshine. :wink: