(Her mom, on the other hand, was more than ready for her to get her act together.)
Her favourite auntie just wanted to take a shower. I was exhausted - I'd had a busy week, topped off with a flight across the country - and we'd been too rushed that morning for me to wash my hair.
I'd barely gotten my hair wet when she decided to stop messing around. It was a quick shower.
Many hours later, there she was.
As often happens, she grew.
She learned how to read, and ride a bike, and send text messages telling me I'm not her favourite auntie (even though I'm pretty sure I am*).
She made friends, and is quite the social butterfly.
She likes science (but not math ... at least not all of the time) and doesn't like being tricked into doing Brownie badges.
She likes Brownies, though.
|B in a box|
And boxes. Hmm, there's an idea for a birthday gift ... where can I get a box?
Happy birthday, B!
* And now we'll see if she knows how to comment on a blog