Gracey turns 8 in one week, and I am in complete shock. You are warned when they are born that time goes fast- as in the blink of an eye fast- and you just shake it off in the haze of lack of sleep, and a sea of diapers and laundry. But it does. Time goes way too fast, except you don't realize it until your coming up on your firstborn, baby girl's 8th birthday.
She is half way to having the semi-freedom of driving a car. She is half way to being in high school. She is half way to trying to deciding what college she wants to attend; what career path she might take. She is half way to maybe meeting and falling in love. She is half way to staying out late at night while we wait up for her to come home. She is half way to proms, senior carnival, and high school competitive sports.
She is half way gone, and it tears my heart up, but makes me proud of who is she and who she is becoming- a young lady who loves her family, who is artistic, who is a good student and loves to read, who is more fashion conscientious then her mother ever was or will be, and who loves learning about the Lord. Happy Birthday baby girl!
