Our baby girl turned 5 last week! 5!!!! I am not an overly sentimental person. I don’t keep every piece of art the kids make or many of the things most parents would keep. But there was something about putting Maddie to bed for the last time as a 4 year old that just turned me into a sobbing mess. I could barely hold it together when I was kissing her good night. It’s not like me at all.

The cutest part was in the morning after we woke her up and I was making her breakfast (blueberry muffins), she said “mom, I don’t feel any different. I have a different number, but nothing has really changed.” She’s so smart. I told her that’s kind of how birthdays are. You get older, but don’t feel different when you wake up. She didn’t like that. I think she thought she was going to magically feel completely different. Children are so cute and innocent.

She brought cupcakes to school that morning and then later in the day we opened presents. She had some leftover ice cream cake from her birthday party the previous weekend (I’ll post about that soon) and otherwise had a pretty low-key day.

But she’s 5! 5!!!! I think it was hard for me this time because I signed her up for kindergarten right before her birthday. Something about knowing your kid will be taking the bus and heading to school all day was a shock to my system.

We also got her first haircut a couple days after she turned 5.

Our sweet girl is 5 and is really turning into a remarkable little girl. She’s so sweet and caring to her brother and sister. She’s helpful and understanding. She loves learning. She smart and curious and loves to know how things work. She’s very crafty and creative. And she’s the silliest little girl!

We love her so very much! Even if she is a little strange.

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Our baby girl turned 5 last week! 5!!!! I am not an overly sentimental person. I don\u2019t keep every piece of art the kids make or many of the things most parents would keep. But there was something about putting Maddie to bed for the last time as a 4 year old that just turned me into a sobbing mess. I could barely hold it together when I was kissing her good night. It\u2019s not like me at all.<\/p>\n

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The cutest part was in the morning after we woke her up and I was making her breakfast (blueberry muffins), she said \u201cmom, I don\u2019t feel any different. I have a different number, but nothing has really changed.\u201d She\u2019s so smart. I told her that\u2019s kind of how birthdays are. You get older, but don\u2019t feel different when you wake up. She didn\u2019t like that. I think she thought she was going to magically feel completely different. Children are so cute and innocent.<\/p>\n

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She brought cupcakes to school that morning and then later in the day we opened presents. She had some leftover ice cream cake from her birthday party the previous weekend (I\u2019ll post about that soon) and otherwise had a pretty low-key day.<\/p>\n

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But she\u2019s 5! 5!!!! I think it was hard for me this time because I signed her up for kindergarten right before her birthday. Something about knowing your kid will be taking the bus and heading to school all day was a shock to my system.<\/p>\n

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We also got her first haircut<\/a> a couple days after she turned 5.<\/p>\n

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Our sweet girl is 5 and is really turning into a remarkable little girl. She\u2019s so sweet and caring to her brother and sister. She\u2019s helpful and understanding. She loves learning. She smart and curious and loves to know how things work. She\u2019s very crafty and creative. And she\u2019s the silliest little girl!<\/p>\n

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We love her so very much! Even if she is a little strange. <\/p>\n

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