My sweet Abby is eight and a half.  I swear that I enjoy each season with her more than the next.  It is such a fun age.  She is a smart, motivated little girl who loves to read and has been playing so well with Jake.   She talks back a little and never wants to go to bed at a reasonable hour.  But that is what makes her my Abby.

This age is special because I know that she will remember everything.   Our day to day life will become what she remembers as her ‘childhood.’   I hope that the our evening walks will be looked back upon fondly.  I hope that someday all of these Littlest Pet Shop toys that I step on continuously are cherished and take her back to a day where she could imagine all day long.   I wonder if she is going to feed her kids frozen waffles everyday like I do… with a dollop of whipped cream on top.

The circle of life is pretty amazing.  Often times I have to pinch myself.  Am I really an adult already?  A married, 35 year old Mom of two? Sometimes I still feel like a child.  But motherhood is especially real to me as I tuck things into their memory boxes.  Whether it’s a drawing, a little toy or a favorite shirt, I sometimes get a little emotional thinking of her going through these memories when she is an adult and maybe (hopefully) sharing some of her memories with her own children.

July 31, 2017 by Strasburg Children

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