Emmy is FIVE!

Happiest birthday to my sweet Emery Jean!  We’ve been busy having fun and celebrating her turning FIVE!  Since we had an early party with her friends last weekend, we had a family party this past weekend that included a trip to the zoo, a piñata, presents and Rubios.  (Pictures to come).  I don’t think Emmy turning 5 is as shocking as the thought of her starting kindergarten next year.  Or when I look back at pictures of just a year ago, I realize just how much she has matured both physically and mentally.  

At 5 Emmy is:

Super smart.  Not only does she love school, she seems to really pick up things quickly.  She is reading and writing small sentences, can add and subtract in her head, is learning to tell time on a watch, can count to over 100 in English and to 39 in Spanish, can remember how to get anywhere (clearly she did not get her sense of direction, or lack of, from me!) and is learning about different cultures and countries around the world.

She is a total girl.  Changes her outfit at least 5 times before leaving for school or going to bed.  She lives in either leggings or dresses but won’t be caught dead in a pair of jeans.

Is obsessed with the movie frozen!  Asks if we can buy it every day.

Crazy strong.  Besides her skills at gymnastics, she can lift herself onto and climb on anything at the park, do the monkey bars for days, can pick up her 30 pound brother can carry him around and run really fast.

She loves stuffed animals which she calls “puppets”, we can’t walk buy one without her asking to buy one.  She loves snuggling and squeezing them.  She must have at least 100, it is pretty ridiculous.

She asked me last week why my friend has  a baby in her belly and I don’t?  She proceeded to tell me she wants a little sister. When I explained you can’t choose a boy or girls her answer was I’d send a brother back.  I asked is a girl dog was okay?  Nope she wants a baby sister.  Now I have someone else to help me convince Josh for #3 :) But she sure would be PISSED if it was a boy.

She is still a snuggler.  We snuggle and watch a show before bed and I lay with her after I read a story.  She usually falls asleep right away so I try and cherish the few minutes we snuggle in bed because I know before I know it I won’t be allowed in her room.

She’s already tried asking to borrow my clothes.  Mommy when I get big can I wear this?

Tomorrow will be her first time eating dinner at a friend’s house.  Riley’s mom is picking her up, feeding her dinner, and bringing her home.  Not because I need her too, because they want to play.  I am going to miss her at dinner time!

I feel so lucky to have my little monkey, oh the fun we are going to have!