Saving Time In A Bottle.....

.....and I would do it, too, if I could.

She turned 6 today. I asked Eliza if she would consider being FIVE for one more year. Just one more year......FIVE has always been the hardest age for me to see leave. :-(

She still skips next to me when we walk on the sidewalk, but she's too big to ride in the grocery cart. She still wants me to read to her, but she tells me less and less of what Sniffy and Tutu are doing.

Although, that said.....there is still some hope for SIX: last month she told me that Tutu would be having 8 kittens today - on her Birthday. And in a swift, and seemingly-psychic move, my mother sent Eliza a gift to open today for Tutu's kittens.....(from Nana's cats, naturally.)

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Those cat toys were her FAVORITE gift. Tutu reappeared suddenly in our lives and "meowed" the number of kittens she had birthed to that point (everyone will be relieved to know that all eight arrived safely ;-)....)

Alistair: Will all those new kittens will be living in your room?

Eliza: Of course, Dad....they like me best. And they sleep on my chest at night.

Okay, maybe six will be good, too.

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PS: Thank you to the Wevleys both for the phone call AND the red top in the photo above -- although the Pinkalicious Cupcake is blurry, one can see that the red top is the perfect complement to being SIX. This is certainly what Eliza decided. :-)

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PPS: Thank you as well to Gran and Grandpa for the phone call with good wishes! Eliza was flying a KITE in the backyard at the moment you called - hopefully this explains her coming to the phone out of breath.