Tuesday, July 6, 2010


I brought Anna to get her hair cut recently. She got a cute little a-line, she couldn't stop looking in the mirror for a few days afterwards, she felt so pretty. So grown up.

A couple of days later I brought Anna and Izzy shopping on a girls' day out. We tried on clothes and bought a few outfits, then went out for Chinese food. On the way home I turned on Anna's music in the car and listened to her belt out the songs. During this Taylor Swift song I looked back at Anna's sweet little smile as she confidently sang along and I started crying. I realized that my baby was growing up. I know she's only turning 7 this month, but I listened to the words in the song and realized that I don't want her to be a teen yet (maybe ever). I don't want her to get her heart broken, or to quit kissing me goodbye, or to want to be with her friends more than her family. I don't want her to care about what boys think of her or to change who she is just to fit in. I don't want those cute little freckles to fade or those twiggy legs to get longer-I'm just not ready!

I keep thinking about that drive, that perfect few minutes when we were laughing and singing and nothing else mattered.

I keep telling my kids to quit growing too.

They don't listen!


Rich and Tyra said...

I hear ya Wendy! They grow up too stinkin fast!!! Love her hair! It is adorable!

Bre said...

What acute picture of Anna.
I would say I want my kids to quit growing up so fast too, but my kids are tiny. I guess they need to stop aging so fast.

Amy W said...

This gave me chills. I hear you loud and clear girl!

Christine said...

It's so true. I need to quit wishing Hailey would mature and stop causing trouble. That is a darling picture of Anna. It's been too long since we've seen you.

ich said...

I incidentally came across to your page and read this blog.

I'm a 17 year old "girl" from Switzerland and I just want to give you some hope for the future with your daughter. ;-)

So, as I said, I'm 17 now, and (in Switzerland) almost an adult. I still have a wonderful relationship with my mother, I love her more than words can say. I still give her "good-bye-kisses", I still love to buy clothes with her or just talk about our lifes. She is my best friend, and I hope this won't change. This is the best time I've ever had with her, because we are on the same "level", we have similar problems and we can talk about everything.

I hope you and your children will also have such a wunderful relationship as my mum and I have.