A child's first year is often documented through milestones...first smile, first time slept through the night, first foods, giggle, sitting up, standing, walking, words, royal thrown-down tantrum in public. After those first couple of years, a lot of the "firsts" are conquered, and our thoughts of milestones in our children's lives seem to diminish with time.But when you really think about it, life is made up of a series of milestones...no matter how old you get. They consist of little steps through life that show everyone around that life is moving quickly...one milestone after another.
Today was a special day in the life of a little miss Emma Ferrell. It started like most other Saturday mornings...Dad wakes up with the kids and fixes them cinnamon rolls (what can I say? I have one awesome husband who lets me sleep in on Saturdays). They all dress themselves in mixed-matched clothes and drape strands of their uncombed bedheads into the frosting from their breakfast. They watch an exorbitant amount of Spongebob and head outside to play while their lazy no-good mother pulls her rear out of bed.Shortly after waking this morning, Jay barreled into the house with "you've got to come and see this!" Walking out in my own disheveled sweat shirt and pajama pants, I saw my middle child riding up and down the street on her bike without training wheels...looking like she had been doing it all her life. How does that happen? How does it just "click", and they know how to do it?I'm proud of my sweet little Emmabear. She's growing up so fast and is turning out to be one amazing kid.