That means that it has been 10 years since we had a newborn in the house. I know we all say this, but it really does seem like yesterday. How can 10 years fly like that?
I hadn't planned a post today, but as I was mixing up pancake batter I thought maybe I would share with you "Faith's Day."
For those of you, like me, who are older children among your siblings, I will tell you Faith is the epitome of the "spoiled" youngest child. My youngest child before Faith is 15. He goes to high school and Faith is at home all day. He's the third boy and she is the only girl. You get the picture. I would love to have spent the kind of today Faith will have with all of my children, but it just couldn't happen just exactly like this. C'est la vie.
Wakey wakey eggs and bakey, here she is all blurry eyed but happy that today is her birthday.
Buttermilk pancakes in the works.
Meanwhile, she opened a gift from her Godfather that came in the mail a couple days ago.
Breakfast served, and she is listening to When Will My Life Begin? on her iPod lamp/speaker.
More later, hopefully with clothes on and hair brushed. Now we're doing math.