And She's 5

My little 5 lb. 3 oz. 17 inch cookie crumb has turned five years old. It's hard to believe. It is sobering as a parent. I nostalgically remember her birth and the past years (tear, tear). She has grown in to a beautiful, articulate girl.

The countdown began at the beginning of December. Noelle went to bed saying "when I wake up I will be 5!". Her first words, as she barged into my room, on the 21st were, "It's my birthday! Please get up Mom and make me a special breakfast!". She was very excited to say the least. We planned on letting her open just a few presents in the morning and she proudly donned her new robe and slippers. She also opened a few things for her beloved kitty. When Tom arrived home she opened the rest of her presents and we then sang Happy Birthday and ate cake and ice cream.

During the day Max asked, "when are we going to Noelle's party?". Sadly, we once again did not have a party, gathering, or anything else besides the six of us. One of these years we'll doing something spectacular and grand to make up for the lack of, um, anything over the past years.

Noelle still had a nice day and she now points out that she is older, smarter, taller, and overall better than her previous four year old self!

At her 5 year well child visit she weighed 35 lbs. and was 44 1/2 inches tall. She got a flu shot and didn't even flinch. Seriously, she just glanced and did nothing! A testament to her age.