I have been remiss in keeping this up, largely because Facebook means pretty much all my readers see this stuff as it happens.
Cupcake is seven. She remains bright, funny and brave. We’re coming up on the end of her first season of competitive figure skating and she has done well, skating cleanly, demonstrating good sportsmanship and winning some medals. The last bit is least important. She’s making me proud and working hard to be a credit to her coach.
She’s a better Christian than I am. Faced with a mean girl her reaction is that she will simply be as kind as possible and as loving as possible, because even though the other party may never change, “Mama, I gotta be what I’M supposed to be. Jesus SAID. Didn’t you listen when you were in Godly Play?” Sometimes a gentle reprimand from God comes from the mouths of babes.
She’s loving home schooling and is academically successful. We’re studying Medieval History, space, reading Trumpet of the Swan and locking in some addition facts so we can move on to, “the good stuff. Like Fractions!” Weirdo.
She’s completed her second year as a Daisy Scout and will be bridging to Brownie next month. She adores her troop leaders (one of whom is her godmother aka mother of Dalek Rex and The Pediatrician) and her scout sisters.
She is well. She is thriving. She is mighty!