When Clare was 3, she told me that when she was 4 she would know everything.  Tonight I asked her if she knew everything now that she was almost 6.  She said that she didn’t.  But that it was OK.

 

Her fifth year has been quite something though.  Our girl has learned to read and write.  She’s grown even more active and more adventurous.  She’s quite the leader at her little Montessori school and the other kids look up to her.  Fortunately, her teachers assure me that she’s a benevolent leader, if a bit strict.

She continues to be a devoted big sister and big cousin to her little tribe of followers at home.  She loves nothing more than organizing a game or activity for her, Maddy and Sammy to do.  She’s very good at making sure that everyone is included and is pretty good at listening to the requests of others.  She’s the life of the party and bring excitement into every room she walks into.

The highlight of the last year happened just this last weekend, when she got to be a flower girl in “Auntie” Carrie’s wedding.  This will probably be a future post, but Clare loved being a flower girl.  She performed her role beautifully and was an absolute delight.

Of course she was.

The kids have been really funny lately.  Here are some of my favorite stories and pictures of the last few months.

“That truck is breathing black breath.” – Sam, after seeing a truck with lots of black exhaust.

One morning J walked into the room as Sam had some very loud gas.  Sam looked up at J and said “I had the gas and it heard like a honk.”

J still laughs about that.

“If you had a snake in your boot, Clare, I would take it out for you.” – Sam

“I can’t wait until I can live by myself and do whatever I want all day,” says Clare.

“Wouldn’t you be lonely Clare?  Who would you talk to?  what would you eat?”

“I can make toast and get cheddar bunnies.  And I would walk to visit people.”

“I can’t wait to live by myself too,” pipes up Sam. “Well… except I would want Clarey there.”

As Sam and Clare were wrestling one day, Sam looked at me and sighed. “I wish you were a kid too, Mom.”