Avah turned seven last Monday. SEVEN. That seems so very old. I had a whole post written out about it but then blogger decided pictures were lame and wouldn't upload them. That is definitely a post that is deserving of pictures, so I will wait until blogger lets me upload them.
Its interesting to look at Hunter and remember Avah at his age. She was such a sweet baby and was so angelic. Shes definitely a girl though, and has (quite a few) moments of diva-ness these days. Every now and then, though, she does something that is so incredibly sweet that I cant help but tear up over.
For her birthday she got $5 in ones from Justin's Aunt Diana and $10 from his grandpa Bud. The day she got it we went to the grocery store and she saw the claw machine with all of the stuffed animals in it. She asked if I had cash and I told her all I had was her birthday money. She said that's ok, so I gave her $3 of it and sent her to play while I checked out since I could watch her easily. She kept turning around and telling me not to look and I kept telling her not to be silly, that I had to watch her so no one would take her. She ALMOST got a little technicolor dog, but (like all claw machines) it wouldn't hold. So she left the store slightly dejected and $3 poorer. When we got into the car she looked into her lap and said "I didn't want you to watch because I wanted to get an animal for you and wrap it up so you would have something to open on Christmas." It melted my heart. I told her that her birthday money was for her to buy something for herself and she said that what she wanted was for me and her daddy to have presents. Then she asked me to take her to the store to buy something for Daddy with her remaining $12. I cant tell you how proud that made me.
Its hard watching your children grow up, but in moments like those, its so amazingly rewarding.
