Anne is 5 and a half now! She's getting to be such a big girl. She's in kindergarten everyday for half a day. Next year I tackle for the first time ever full time school! I am so grateful, though, that God made 5 and a half year olds still love their mothers the best out of anyone. Granted, Anne would drop me like a hot potato for a chance at a playdate with a friend, but she still loves to play with me. The other day she wanted to play a pretend game. I've started putting my foot down on this because, truth be told, I'd rather Anne play dentist with me with working dental tools than play a pretend game. So I told her that I didn't want to play a pretend game but I'd do a puzzle or board game or book instead. She said "I don't care. I just want to play with you." Oh wow, that melted me like none other. I know my days of that are painfully numbered.
A few years ago I started the tradition of getting to choose the meal on your half birthday. I would have let the kids pick a dessert for me to make but Anne's half birthday is the day before Halloween so I figured we'd have enough candy and sweets that we didn't need another dessert. This year Anne choose KFC, mashed potatoes and gravy, and her hands down all time favorite, mac and cheese. Since Libby's half birthday is on Christmas Eve I wonder if next year we'll have to figure out a new tradition or if that day will be laid back enough for us to let her pick her meal (and actually our Christmas Eves have traditionally been reserved for our little immediate family of 5-so it's quite possible she may get to pick her dinner).
Anne was pretty excited to turn five and a half; she even figured out how to make a half sign (that she invented of course).