Cinque annos. Cinque ans. Cinco años. My daughter is almost five.
How have we changed these past five years? She has grown tall and beautiful and intelligent and willful and loving and temporarily deaf when it suits her.
I have grown frazzled and delighted and cranky and worried and amazed and hopeful and fearful and impatient.
I need to relax and enjoy more and not let the hectic schedule of our lives always set the pace. Hopefully she will continue to be patient with me as I try to learn this.
She needs to slow down and pay attention and only get sucked into the huge media machine from time to time.
It's a big huge world out there full of wonderful things just waiting for her.
Hopefully I will be able to share with her what I love and guide her only slightly and let her choose and discover what she truly loves.