A few days ago, my little Missy Moo turned 5. Five whole years old. That means I’ve been someone’s mum for half a decade, people.
Anyway, I’m continuing with my now half a decade long tradition of writing about who my wonderful girl is now she’s 5!
- She is so determined. She will just keep doing something, even if she’s bad at it, over and over and over until she gets it.
- She’s got a killer vocabulary. Off the top of my head, in just the past day, I have heard her use the words significantly, obviously, seriously, magnificent and destructive, all in context (although sometimes slightly mispronounced).
- She has truly embraced farts as the funniest thing on the planet. She makes fart noises, or sometimes just yells the word ‘Fart’ or ‘Poo’ and laughs. Good times.
- She cares about her brother. She’s honestly so helpful. Even when he annoys her, she’s always got time for him, and she’s always got his back as best she can.
- She’s started watching Star Wars with her dad and loves it. She tells me that Han Solo looks like her Papa.
- She always complimentary. Just this morning I dropped something and said ‘Whoops! Mummy’s a doofus!’ she’ll say to me, very sincerely ‘No Mummy! You aren’t a doofus! You’re a flower!’
- She plays such intricate games with her dolls. Whole worlds are created. It’s amazing.
- She continues to shock me with how much she absorbs random stuff we tell her. We’ll just be sitting there and she’ll just say something like ‘Everything in the world is made of atoms’ or ‘Carrots have vitamins to help you see in the dark’ and I realise that she does listen when we explain the world to her.
- She doesn’t take any crap. I’ve seen her break up fights on the playground and separate the offenders until the can play nicely.
- She is the most extroverted person on the planet. She needs human interaction from the second she wakes (often at 4:45, uuuuuuuuuugh) until the second she falls asleep.
- She loves to hear stories from everyone’s childhood, and gets me to tell her stories until I can literally remember no more. It actually makes me wistful for my Pop who passed when I fell pregnant, as he loved to tell stories of his life – they would have been a perfect match!
- She’s got no fear. She whips around on her bike at speed, jumps off walls, and does acrobatics on the swing set, much to the detriment of my heart.
- She listens to music and learns the words of all the Disney songs by heart. She does a pretty great rendition of ‘Reflection’.
- Whenever ‘Poor Unfortunate Souls’ comes on in the car, we argue about who gets to be Ursula.
I love you Moo. The more I get to know about you, the more I love. You’re the best girl in the world.