Today Maia, my youngest daughter, turned four. It's hard to believe that it's been so long since I've had a baby. In the time since she was born we've entered preteen and teen years with her older siblings and our family has matured as a group. The older kids have become ever so much more responsible, having had the privilege of helping to look out for her as she has grown. She has her big brothers at her beck and call and is buddies with each of her siblings. Her name means mother, which seems like it doesn't fit until you realize that she's brought out the caring mama or papa in everyone around her.
I'm so thankful for her cheery smile and the way she sticks out her pointer finger and pokes at the people she loves. She's a stubborn girl who knows precisely how she thinks things should be, but is also very logical...if you can calm her down enough to explain things to her. She is sensitive and notices when people aren't getting along and she loves animals. Her favorite creatures of the moment are horses and goats.
We love to joke that her hair doesn't grow long because she's the baby of the family: that way she gets to look like a baby for just that much longer. She is a snuggler and a sweetie pie, and I am so grateful we have her. I am thankful for the joy she brings into our lives and for the way she has reminded us to remember to look at the world like a preschooler does: with awe and slow and deliberate attention.
Happy birthday, Maia Jo!
|Princess for the day|
|That blue cup of weirdness is a smoothie her brother made for her birthday present|
|We let the kids decorate. They achieved a very modern look.|
|The leavings of a fun party|
|One of the gifts: playdough that made cupcakes.|
|One of the actual cupcakes|
|Maia's fancy chair|
|Best thing about Cinderella was her shoes.|
|Playmobil baby goats from Grandma Marcia and Grandpa Steve|
|Horses from grandma and grandpa. She has named them after Grandma Diane and Grandpa Rod's horses: Faith and Boogie|