She crawled in my bed at 6:00 this morning. I told her Happy Birthday and she said I’m 7! It’s a big girl number. And 7 is God’s favorite number! That girls makes me smile. She’s like one big ball of joy. Until she isn’t. And she’s crying and near screaming over something little like not being able to cut a straight line.
She lives on hugs and kisses. She says her hobby is watching TV. She adores animals, especially puppies. She can’t get enough of Tucker’s ears, saying they’re the softest part. She collects stuffed animals, much to her parents’ chagrin. She’s obsessed with Barbies. She designs outfits and can’t get enough of her mother’s closet. She always picks sequins and glitter. Always. She could eat McDonald’s every day. Or Wheat Thins and cereal. She still cuddles her white blankie at night. She loves having her own money and is always sure how she’ll spend it. She prefers clean scents but really is happy as long as it doesn’t smell bad. She’d run around without a shirt and socks all the time if she could. She loves her sister and would be lost without her companion. She’s all girl but orange belt at Tae Kwan Do. She likes order and rules. She prefers to learn through song.
I’ve never met anyone like Lexi and I’m so glad I get to be her mom.
Did I mention she likes taking video of herself when no one is looking? This one’s for you, Lexi, when you’re old with 4 kids and trying to film videos while the kids nap…