Hazel is turning FIVE this weekend and she has already established the fact that this milestone is a big-assed deal.
And so with the countdown to five, Hazel has become just a little bit reflective, as soon-to-be five year olds do. Looking back through The Daily Hazel, Hazel is quite impressed that her Mima recorded so much of her first year of life. Now she is impressed! Ten years from now she will likely regard my faithful record of her early life as creepy. Nevertheless, Hazel has also noted that during the first year of her life she spent a lot of time sleeping,
looking at herself in the mirror,
and being kissed by her mommy.
That’s exactly true!
So much wisdom and she isn’t even officially five yet. We all just might be in a little bit of trouble here under the Big Top.
Every sweet little girl needs a pretty, pink tu-tu for her first birthday party so that she can feel like a pretty, pretty princess…and every sweet baby girl with hard-core white trash roots needs to don JUST the pretty, pink tu-tu because that is how she rolls.
Just look at her and drink in her deliciousness. Those amazing, thick, long eyelashes! That strawberry-kissed blonde hair of hers! That delicious pink, chubby, long body of hers! Her sweet, husky voice that is vocalizing a daily rapidly expanding vocabulary! She is the most delicious, delightful grand daughter ever…I challenge any and all grandmoms on that one. It’s hard to believe that exactly one year ago her mama was walking the floor and the neighborhood just trying to coax this girl out into the big, bad, bold world that she has without a doubt claimed as her own. But here we are, one year later and look at her!
Hazel is taking a quick break fueling up in anticipation of her big birthday bash today at “Grandma Dannie’s” house. “Grandma Dannie is actually 22 years old…22 going on 55 which would make her older than me!
