Now We Are Six

My daughter recently turned six-and-a-half. So only six months of her sixiness to go. I mention this because six is such a great age. The baby-stuff - learning to walk, talk, pee and poo appropriately, feed oneself, etc. - is long gone, the personality is blooming, it's the first year of real school, learning exciting concepts like time-telling, calendars, addition/subtraction, even science and Spanish. And yet the innocence and joy is still all there. The love of pretending, dressing up, playing, drawing, picking flowers, strewing petals, swinging on swings is at its strongest, the excitement of the best friend ringing the doorbell, the treat of ice-cream or going to ballet class is at its freshest and the attention to the details of dress, band-aids, food-placement, and routine at its most precocious. Zoe is as purely authentic as she will ever be!

Sixteen may be sweet, but six is precious.