A little self-indulgence today, stuff I need to get out before I burst. :-)
It continually amazes me how things can change in the course of a year. 12 months. 52 weeks. 365 days. Doesn't sound like much when you put it that way. And really, it's not. Even though that's not what I tell myself to keep from getting depressed at how much older I'm getting and how quickly...
But every time I get frustrated at something Samantha is or is not doing, I always have to think to myself, but what will it be like next year? I look forward to her developmental growth spurts, even though they're often accompanied by a little bit of bad or annoying behavior - bucketsfull of stubborn, coupled with the insistent and painfully persistent, oh-so-sweet but oh-so-not-helpful, "Let me help!!" I'm not complaining, really! It's endearing, and I have to remember to recognize it for what it is, to harness it and use it to our advantage, to spur the next stage of growth and maturity.
There are so many examples, but I'll highlight just a few.
Last year she started playing t-ball in the Challenger league. All signs beforehand led us to believe she was completely excited to try this new endeavour. But what we got was complete shut-down when it came to actually being expected to do something. This was what we got:
Fast forward a year, and the game has changed. No parental assistance needed (just a little bit of guidance from the coach at the plate), and we've discovered that my little one packs a pretty powerful punch, smacking the ball down the first base line again and again. She runs the bases like a pro (sort of), making darn sure she stomps on the plate for good measure at each stop.
|Ummmm...anyone else see a few too many letters in her name?|
For several agonizing, frustrating years, she'd refused to look at the camera when I tried to take pictures of her. Capturing her completely unawares was the only way to sneak a shot. (I'm sure you all know how sad that made me feel.) And now? She's become the most amazing, patient, lovely little model I could have asked for. All I have to do is tell her I need to take her picture for my friends, and she's ready to go! The photo below is one I've set up for my other blog (on a short haitus right now as I sort through all of my current responsibilities). Vogue, here we come!
|Why didn't I notice this jacket was missing a button until now??|
As we approach her 7th birthday, I've been enjoying reflecting with Steve on the amazing leaps and bounds she's made this year, the developmental jumps, the progress. It's so fun to watch, much like the growth chart being tracked in pencil on the living room doorway. What? Another inch in the last 3 months?
Oh, my baby's growing up, and up, and up...
Whatever will next year bring?