As has become tradition I try to mark each birthday with a post that encompasses the last year of their lives with a barrage of photos so as to remember exactly what they looked like at this new age. Well, Mary Alice turned nine April 1st... yeah APRIL 1st. Yes, I am just now getting around to writing her year nine post. What can I say, I was busy being angry that I was still pregnant and then busy spawning said living being. #countsasapass
This year has brought with it the unavoidable changes that we the parents think back on and then immediately cannot deal with. She is working so hard at being a little lady while simultaneously forgetting and letting the little girl shine through. This tug-of-war is apparently exhausting for her, seeing as she thus is too tired to control the attitude that seeps through and spews itself all over all the things and people... schmattitude!
Never fear though she is still the best person to tell jokes with-she always laughs, she is still a ferocious reader, she still loves every person she has ever met or will meet! She remains a lover, a lover of fun, of funny, of people and particularly babies these days.
Mary Alice remains the 100% bestest ever... even if she did insist on turning 9!
