Five

One. Two. Three. Four. FIVE.  Apparently I didn't write a blog post to commemorate Evelyn turning  two.  Whoops.    

Last year I wrote about how Evelyn was very adamant she is no longer a baby, but a big girl.  In the last year she has gone from a big girl to a kid.  A real live kid with her own thoughts, ideas and opinions.  Oh the opinions this girl has.  Ask her about her about the smell of her daddy's food and she will let you know exactly what she thinks of it-much to her father's displeasure.  

Four was as much of a struggle as it was awe inspiring.  Watching her evolve into the best big sister ever was awe inspiring.  My heart aches sometimes at when I think of how much courage she has displayed in taking on the role, and how much she loves her sister.  

Every parent seems to have a particular year that challenged them the most.  I have a feeling I am going to look back at her early childhood and say year four was our most difficult year (until she becomes a pre-teen).  While I still very lucky that her bad days are better than many kids good days, the hard days were hard.
I'm not so blind to see though that the more demanding days were directly related to one of her more endearing or impressive qualities.  When I found myself getting frustrated because she was just being a pill around the house-if I stimulated her mind, she instantly became a new kid.  I know every parent thinks their kids are brilliant-mine really is and sometime it flat out scares me.
When I am struggling with the fact that she is holding a grudge against me for saying the wrong thing, I know it is because she is just wonderfully sensitive and in turn has the ability to show her sweet heart and compassion towards others.    

  Five is another year of changes, but I am so excited for her.  I can't wait to see what is in store for our future because I know this girl can handle anything.