Tomorrow is my baby, my first baby’s eighth birthday. I can’t believe that that itty bitty, 5lb 15oz tiny little thing is eight years old. She is so big, and tries so hard to be independent. She really is a big help when it comes to dealing with her siblings, though sometimes she tries too hard. She loves to try to take care of them, and to help me cook and serve meals, even the rare occasion when I let her make sandwiches for everyone for dinner.
It has been such a joy watching her grow so far… and I know there is a lot more to come, not all of it so much fun. I still can’t believe my baby is 8!
