It's gonna be a big year

Turning 8.

Being baptized.

Learning fractions.

The birds and the bees.

Another lost tooth, perhaps?

New bike.

New friends.

becoming a Brownie. (not the dessert) 

***now comes the part in the blog where you set your pandora station to dramatic, yet reserved violin solos, preferably something solemn. ***

To call this absurd would be absurd.  

I tried to refrain from typing this sentence, but I can't help it:  I can't believe I have a second grader.  This summer has definitely been one of transition.  She's grown like a weed, began using slang like "freaky" and "whatever" and recently listed on her "About Me" page that her favorite song is "Last Friday Night" by Katie Perry*.  But she also still loves to snuggle, will play for hours in her room with her toy animals, draws scenes about horses, makes animal sounds at her brothers, and still listens to the Wiggles on the ipod.  

Watching her grow up is a delight.  

It's going to be a great year!

*in defense of my parenting skills we don't listen to Katie Perry.  I think she's a twit.  I blame the swim meets.  They would always blast that devil music in hopes it would make the kids swim faster.