My Eight Year Old

Man do I feel old. My little girl turned eight on the sixth. We celebrated with a big cookout on Saturday. Maddox turned four today so we joined his party with Karson's. She is the type of kid that could care less if her party is at the same time as her little brother. It has been fun watching her with her friends. She is definitely not your typical eight year old. She doesn't sass, or roll her eyes, or think she is bigger than she really is. I am so thankful that the Lord has still preserved such an innocence in her. Some may see this as immaturity but I see it as a blessing, she is not growing up to fast. I took her to Target on Sunday so she could spend her birthday money. We must have walked up and down every isle. She finally settled on a Cabbage Patch Doll. I love that she is still into playing baby dolls. Still so much a little girl, still so pure.