Some people say it goes fast. And it does in a way - they grow and change so quickly it's amazing to behold. But in another way it slows the passage of time down to a crawl. It feels like we've been parents forever, or at least longer than four years. And it all started with her:
Hazel turned 4 yesterday. Thursday night we had a family party with dinner, cake* and presents.Ginger couldn't stand it so we relit the candles for her. And she was heavily involved in the present-opening.
At preschool Hazel was the special person of the week all week, with her pictures on the bulletin board. And then on her actual birthday she was the special helper and I was the cooperator so I could bring cupcakes* and take pictures. As usual, it was all unbelievably cute.
I've been telling her "I love you" more often the last few days. They're pathetically inadequate words but I know she understands the feelings I'm trying to convey because she looks me in the eye and smiles big each time. She knows I think she's amazing. She knows I love her to death. And she knows being a 4-year-old is super hot stuff.
*What did we bake for Hazel's birthday? I'll post them this week on The VGP.