...Birthday season, that is. In our immediate family, birthday season extends from late November through April, leaving us all confused for those six months as to who is what age, and then when the six-month season is over, the kids are back to their every-two-years pattern, making my job much easier ("how old are they?" "...ummm...let's see...").
Of course, each child will gladly correct me when my aging, overworked brain gets it wrong...again...
With this one, however, there is no mistake. She's my oldest. The one we've learned on. The easiest first child you'll ever meet. She's smart (really...I know I'm biased, but she IS smart) - working on 4 different languages right now (Spanish, Arabic, Italian, and German), and wanting to have MASTERED those and two more by the time she finishes college. She is smart. She is talented, playing the flute and piccolo in marching band and wind ensemble...and wishing she had time to play in the jazz band. She is beautiful, inside and out. Her heart is to serve others. She loves her Lord, and wants to do what He wants her to do...even when it is hard and pushes her outside of her comfort zone.
Happy Birthday, Baby, Sissy, Ducky....Frances. I love you and thank God for you regularly!! You amaze me and I am so very proud of you!!
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