Our baby girl is 7! She really is growing up way, way to quickly. I remember wanting so badly for her to be able to talk and tell me what's on her mind. Now, I just want to slow it all down.
She had a birthday party last week that was all Ainsley. Her dance teacher came over to teach her and her friends a new dance that they performed for the parents. We served black bean nachos and petit fours with a colorful "A" on each of them, and the girls made Mexican bead bracelets to take home as a reminder of all the fun. Even the decorations were Ainsleyish: giant orange and hot pink tissue paper flowers hanging everywhere. On her actual birthday, she had a mani/pedi and we all went out for Moes's nachos. What else?!
I love having a little girl to be all girly with, and boy is she girly. She's all about dancing and dresses, and drinking fizzy fruit drinks, and having pretty toenails to show off in her pretty shoes. She was even chosen to be a starfish in the 1st grade play because what else would she be; the starfish wore sparkly costumes and boas and pranced around on stage acting like divas. Sounds like Ainsley to me. She's definitely sugar and spice and everything nice, but don't let that fool you. That girl has fire—and that's really my favorite thing about her.





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