Six and Sassy!

Sassy is a word I use to describe Sadie often these days.  The smarter she gets, the more personality I see shining through.  I have been amazed at how much she has already learned in her first year of Kindergarten and has turned into such a wonderful little helper at home (sometimes;-).

Sadie was so excited to see me come in with a big tray of cupcakes on her birthday.  I watched a tutorial on Pinterest on how to make them look professional. It's a good things kids aren't judgemental. That tutorial didn't teach me squat!!

On Sadie's birthday we planned to give her cinnamon rolls in bed but found her downstairs when we woke up. Totally Sadie to be up before the birds. I'm sure the excitement over her birthday was just too much to be able to sleep past 7:00. We had many fun activities planned but the world decided to rain on our parade. Instead of going downtown to ride in a carriage around the capitol and stop for a cupcake at the trailers, I drove her to Target after school to pick out a fun toy. Of course she chose a pony in it's own carrying case. We then picked up Z-pizza and had cake at home with lots of presents from Mom, Dad, Pops-CC, and Grandpa-Mimi.

 

Mimi sometimes lives vicariously through Sadie's obsession with ponies because she too loved them as a child.  A new pony jewelry box!!  We watched Secretariat for the first time about a month ago and during the scene when the horse is winning by almost an entire lap Sadie went absolutely berserk!! She fell on the ground and ran around in circles over and over again like a cat chasing it's tail.    She then jumped up and started screaming "go Secretariat!!  You can do it!!  You're winning!!!"  I guess she's into horse racing too. 

 

I scrambled around quite a bit trying to think of something fun to do for Sadie's special day.  The rain really put a damper on things.  I was emotional anyway (milestone days usually have that affect on me:-) but after trying to find the "perfect"cake at two different bakeries while running through the rain only to discover their cakes were super sized and super priced.  I just wanted a cute little cake.  Once Sadie saw me get a little teary in the HEB parking lot she asked me why I was crying.  Deep down it was probably because she was turning six, but I told her that I just wanted everything to be perfect for her birthday and it just wasn't working out.  She told me it was ok and would LOVE a cupcake from the HEB bakery instead.  I need to remember to keep things simple.  Of course she wouldn't mind just a simple cupcake from HEB.  Crisco enriched frosting.....hey why not!!  It's not a Hey Cupcake product but it makes her happy and that's all I wanted that day.  Darn that rain!! Thanks for putting life into perspective for me Sades.  Love that about her.

Also love that ever since George was born she insists that Clifford be "swaddled" every night as well. 

Even if we aren't at the pool, she struts around in that cute little suit with goggles digging into her forehead. 

She's such a smarty pants we "have to" go get delicious doughnuts every time a report card comes home from school.  She gave a talk in primary about choosing the right.  I wrote out a talk for her and she got up there and read the whole thing all be herself!!  I was so impressed and so was everyone else.  Such an amazing little reader!!  She has tested well into a first grade reading level.  So proud of my smart little lady!! 

She's very much aware of every situation we are in.  She observes the group and automatically puts people into categories.  "Mom, there are two girls and three boys at the table right now.  I'm the only little girl in our family.  Daddy and George both have bald heads" and so forth.  She loves to identify whether something is fiction or non-fiction.  Fiction has been renamed "fantasy."  If something wacky happens in a movie she's explain to us all that it's only "fantasy" and then we are all relieved that Ursula the Sea witch isn't really going to stir up the ocean and drown us in the depths of the sea. 

She's also very good at covering up her mistakes.  Whenever she "accidentally" hits Jack he will of course start crying.  If I'm not there to see what actually happened she switches keys and turn "motherly" on us and in her most concerned voice ask him what's wrong and makes it seem like he hurt himself."  Pretty tricky, but not tricky enough for Mom:-).

First thing she does when she gets home from school is open her lunch and finish whatever she didn't eat with her class (which is usually the whole lunch because she's too busy chit chatting with her buddies).

I love her enthusiasm and zest for life.  She's the life of the party and tries to spice things up by turning on dance music and starting a "dance party" right before bedtime. One morning she told me she couldn't go to school because "I have to practice my dance moves.  I'm going to be on a stage one day.  I need my practice!"  Nice try.   

When she wants to be, she can be the sweetest big sister.  I love watching her and Jack play together.  Lately they have loved going into out room, closing the door and jumping on our bed while they pretend to be puppies.  Often times I overhear her calling him "sweetie."  The mother in her has really emerged since George came into the picture.  Here's a couple of my favorite quotes:
"Jack, don't bend that paper sweetie."
"Everything is easy peasy Mom"
"Jack, you need to listen to me.  I don't want to have this conversation again!"
"Daddy you child (George) is crying.  What's more important, your phone or your child?" 
After drawing some mountain peaks "aren't my mountains fabulous?"
She also talks to Jack in third person whenever a teaching moment arises...."Jack, Sidi (that's what he calls her) says you can't do that.  When Sidi says no, you need to listen."
"Mom!  George just said his first word in person.  He said ahhhh!"

Lately she has been coloring picture after picture and gifting them to people.  I probably have three or four on my night stand right now.  She picks flowers and puts them in baby food jars for table centerpieces.  She recently put a picture on her door that reads "no bois ulod" and on Jack's door "no girs ulod"  (no translation necessary:-) and there are little notes all over the house taped in random places.  Most of them are about Avery her new best friend.  But that subject requires a post of it's own.

I had to play in sacrament meeting for the Young Women and needed a page turner.  I decided to ask Sadie and gave her a little "test run" during rehearsal and other than few moments of her spacing out to look at all the youth singing, she was awesome.  A quick "Sadie" from me and she was right back on the ball.  She must have looked so cute up there all petite and little turning the pages for me.  Love her!!

She still hasn't acquired quite the Texas drawl that I'd like but every once in a while I will hear her say "I was fixing to do that right now Mom" when I ask her to do something.  LOVE IT!!  She also still has a little lisp whenever an "s" is supposed to come out.  It sound more like an "X".  As we were hiking the other day in Barton Creek she warned us of potential snake danger by saying "Watch out, the roxss might be xshnakexs so don't touch the roxzz."  "Xsea horxss" happens to be my favorite word of hers.  It seems to be wearing off the older she gets so right now instead of worrying about it, I'm relishing instead. 

Loves to hold baby George and if he ever coos she'll say in her most adult sounding voice "are you hearing this?" 
After she and George bonked heads a little she was relieved and said "well, at least he's still alive."

One morning as I was dropping her off at school I had a "moment."  I have the same moments whenever she comes in for a little hug and I feel her small frame in my arms.  She was walking into the building with a little green checked sundress and pink tennis shoes.  Her backpack was strapped on and her little buns on her head bobbed too and fro as she scurried to catch up with Josh.  It was one of those "you are so little" moments!!  Sometimes when she's sassy and talks back I react to her as if she's a mature young woman but really, she's just a sweet little girl who has to speed walk in order to keep up with the world.  She's six, but she's still so little to me.  That little girl in the checked dress is etched in my mind and will probably be there after every inch is achieved.  My little Sadie Lady.  STOP GROWING for heaven's sake.  My heart can't take it.