Where do the years go? I can not believe my darling little grand-daughter is three. She has become her own little person now, very definite taste and she has everyone wrapped around her little finger.
She started school in January and I have waited until she is into the routine to go with her mom to pick her up. I think I’ll try to go at the end of this week. I can’t wait to see her with all her classmates.
I got a little taste of the changes at her birthday party on Saturday, where I got to see her running around with what appeared to be fifty or sixty little kids. I had forgotten just how rambunctious that age group can be. My daughter-in-law had planned a great party, built around a pirate theme and they were running around this gorgeous big park, having sword fights and treasure hunts. She so independent and self-sufficient, but suddenly she’ll run into my arms for a hug and then right back out into the big world. I do not know where these three years have gone, but clearly they have gone to fast. I am afraid I will turn around and she will be leaving for college. Many of my friends have teenaged grand children and they remind me to savor these years because teenagers only have a limited amount of time for Grandma.
I just wanted to share this, her third birthday. If you are reading this for the first time, take a minute and go back and read about her first two years. You will she how she came to be such a confident little girl because of her outstanding Mommy, a shining example of what a Mother should be.