It's almost Brianna's birthday! It's actually really, really weird for me because she's going to turn 3 fucking years old. 3! THREE! As in, it's been 3 years since she was born! As in, I am old as fuck! 3 years older and it seems like it's only been, like, 1. I remember the day they brought her home from the hospital! Hell, I remember when she's was "Kelly's Belly!", a lil' bump, a tummy, some weird (but cute) lump that made Kelly wobble like a penguin up and down the halls! And, well... NOW look! She talks in full sentences, she draws me pictures, she gets up and down from the table herself and tickles me and plays on the big kid playground and it's NOT COOL! Someone, please! Come quick! We need to squeeze this little girl back into a baby being bounced up and down on my thigh! IMMEDIATELY!
Except, I would miss the kid she is today, too. She's such a light in my life, a little treasure, and it's much more convenient now that she can talk and hang out with me. She even leaves me voice mails on my phone! ARGH! Our bond is very strong, I've been taking care of her since she was about 6 months old and since then we've formed a very, very close friendship. I am one of the few people she truly trusts in the world, someone she knows will be there for her when she has an owwie or is having a hard day. I can get her to eat a lunch she doesn't want to eat, take a nap that she's fighting and even force her into ridiculous outfits, such as the one posted above. It's nice to be loved, truly and really loved by someone, especially someone as special and cool as Brianna Jan.
Anyhow, in spirit of her upcoming birthday (I had a shock this morning when I came over to babysit, I came into her room and picked her up and in her sleepy state she whispered, "Today is my Birthday!" and I nearly had a heart attack because I thought I'd forgotten. It turns out, she jumped the gun a little. Her birthday isn't until Monday so PHEW! I'm in the clear! Haha) I decided to do a little balloon hairdo on her. I've had the idea for awhile but Kelly was planning to keep those little balloons as they mean a lot to her for personal reasons. I asked about a year ago if I could have them for MY hair and she said that she wasn't comfortable with letting them go quite yet. But, lo and behold! Today was the day! I saw them sitting out on the coffee table and knew they were up for grabs, they were now Brianna's toys and soon-to-be hair accessories! I'm glad we took these pictures, I explained to Bri that taking pictures is important because someday she'll want to see them just as much as she wants to see pictures of "Baby Bri". I think she finally understands the importance of letting me take pictures of her (a lot of the time she's not in the mood) so, hopefully I'll be able to post more in the future!
Allllllright! I'm done blabbing now. I just wanted to post these and get all my feels out about Brianna getting older and, also, in turn (GULP) me getting older. 23 this year!
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