My daughter, Arwen Shenandoah Elizabeth, is my most favorite 6-year-old in the whole world. She is a force of nature, a Cat-5 hurricane of energy, stubborn willfulness, creativity and passion for animals, cartoons, and art. She is the thing I am grateful today on Day 3 of my Year of Gratitude.
Arwen makes me smile every day. She is thoughtful like my wife, fearless like I was at that age, and a good “helper-person” as she likes to call it.
But she frustrates the hell out of me too. She screams instead of disagreeing with me. She throws objects hard when she’s upset. She gets upset all the time. I shudder to think of what this house will be like when she starts cycling.
She’s my pride and joy, though, and I have loved her since the moment I first held her. She was the first baby I ever voluntarily touched, and I have learned more about baby-stuff (like diapers and binkies and stuff) because of my time spent with her. It has been a real eye-opener watching her turn from a baby to an infant, to a toddler, to a little girl, and now I see her slowly starting her transition to young woman. Her vocabulary expands every day, she is a better reader every day, and I have nothing but hope and enthusiasm for her future. I just hope to live long enough to see it.
This is post 5 out of 1000 for 2017. To read more about my goals for the year, check out this page.