My oldest child is turning seven.
7. Oh. My. Gosh.

Where has the time gone? I still remember the exact moment I first laid eyes on her. MY baby.
My red, hot, screaming bundle of joy.

The image is forever burned in my memory.
As it should be. And good thing too, since I don't have the digital copies to share with you ;)

I also remember 1. Those pink overalls, the gigantic lambie chair. She learned to walk a few days before and it was amazing!

2 was fun. So sweet and adventurous. She could make us laugh at the drop of a hat. All we wanted to do was squeeze her!

At 3 she really started to become her own little person. She knew what she wanted and she was going to get it !
And that mostly involved Dora the
Explorer anything and everything….

4 brought out the responsible qualities of a first child. The protective big sister, she fiercely defended her little brother at preschool and was sure to take good care of her baby sister at home. A nurturing little mother, she loved caring for her siblings.
And she still does.
Most of the time….

5 introduced us to the girly girl inside. She had ideas of how she wanted her hair cut and what kind of clothes she wanted. *Sigh*

6 was the year she seemed like a kid and not a baby anymore. It is going by fast and I just can't slow it down.
I remember the day she was born like it was yesterday. I can't even begin to explain where the years have gone. I look at her now and
still can't believe she was that red, hot, screaming baby.

Happy, happy birthday baby girl! I can't wait to see what 7 brings us!
****And PS I've been doing my Project 365, just haven't blogged them yet. Hopefully I will get them up soon… I am a little behind :) ****