Little Miss got a new bike. She is old enough to pedal the thing all by herself. This summer is quickly becoming the summer of firsts for our little Beans.
You'd never guess that she put the helmet on all by herself. (It's backwards-- but hey, she tried.)
This little princess turned 11 this week. I'm totally freaking out and she isn't even my baby. She is going to middle school this fall--- yeah, I know-- MIDDLE SCHOOL! She is growing up too fast.
She fanned my pride a few weeks ago by asking me to make her a ho-ho cake for her birthday. I couldn't say no because she is so cute. So I spent the better part of the morning making this tasty creation. When I think of Maddie sometimes I still picture this chubby little thing that loved her Aunt Leca purely because I would feed her everything that Jodi wouldn't let her have. I remember spending countless hours rocking her and singing to her when she was no more than a few months old. She cried like she was on fire but for some strange reason it made me want to snuggle her all the more. In fact, I think Breckyn should credit Maddie for existing at all. Maddie made me crave a baby like nothing else I've ever experienced. She was our firsts for every step of life. We watched her struggle to crawl and waddle with her first steps. She tolerated our ceaseless wardrobe changes to make her look just right. We torched her with sunglasses, bikinis and itchy Halloween costumes. She was our number one kid and she still is. Thanks for letting us practice on you Mads. I'm holding my breath waiting for her to take on Middle School. I'm trying to restrain my urge to go to school with her and sit through each class to shield her from the inevitable rights of passage she will experience in the days to come. I just love this kid and to me she will always be our first baby. Happy Birthday M.J. I sure do love you kid!