Eight is great

My baby girl is turning 8 today. At first, she decided that she didn't want to be eight, but I've convinced her that "eight is great".

It's a phrase that I repeat to her every morning as her morning cheerleader. She's decided that eight is going to rock and she can't wait to be 8.

She's had a good year. She's learning how to play the piano. She's learning how to play golf. She's also riding her bike like a champ.

I'm so proud of my big girl. We had a wonderful girls' trip to Miss Lori's wedding. She is sweet to her little brother and loves to read to him at night. She alternates between being a mama's girl and a daddy's girl. She is such a sweet, fun girl and love her so much

Eight is gonna be great!