Take pictures. Hang them on the fridge next to the spelling test.

Tonight, and, on average, three times a year, I make the pilgrimage to the school my husband teaches band at to see and hear their concerts. I don’t really know any of the kids in the band or the chorus, but my husband has been teaching at the same school for over 10 years, so it’s always fun to visit and see how the different groups perform.

These kids are really talented, and they’ve worked really hard to put out quality performances. The teachers have worked really hard with the students to teach them both proper performance technique and music skills (which, as an aside, has been shown to improve scores in the rest of their education). No, it’s not going to be a professional caliber performance by any means – they are kids, after all. They are showcasing all they have learned, all they know how, and quite possibly learning how to overcome stage fright, anxiety, peer pressure, and so on.

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Today, I fell in love

Today, I fell in love.

I fell in love with my 5 year old daughter.

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Now, let’s get one thing clear – I adore my daughter anyway. But today, we went out for a walk after dinner, just she and I, because her dad/my husband wasn’t home. And what is so amazing to me is that she has this ability to see the beauty in everything. We walked past a bunch of lilacs, and she announced how much she loves lilacs. We heard what we are pretty sure was some baby birds, and she was utterly amazed by that. We passed a mailbox that had a decoration on it, and she announced that it was the most beautiful decoration she’d ever seen.

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My daughter is priceless. She has her own style, and is self confidant in a way I could never comprehend. She’s 5 going on 17, with all the sass of a 23 year old. She is self assured, and doesn’t care what the world thinks of her. If I could have just a fraction of the confidence she has, I would be set.

And she’s so smart! Man, is she smart. We all want to think our kids are geniuses, but sometimes I’m pretty sure mine could be. She’s so damn smart it scares me. I know I won’t be able to keep up with her, intellectually, if she keeps going at this rate. She is a little sponge – soaking up the world around her – words, science, math, spelling, cooking, computers… everything is fresh, and new, and exciting.

Sometimes, my love for my daughter moves me to tears. The sheer joy of knowing that I get to be her mom is almost too overwhelming to bear. It is true, what people say, about never loving anyone as much as you love your child(ren). The enormity of what I feel is more than I could ever say.

My words are not eloquent by any means. But they are from my heart. And maybe someday she’ll read this, and think, “Man, did my mom love me, or what??” And she won’t even understand a fraction of the love, the amazement, and the pride I feel for her.

I love you, my little munchkin.

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