My first born…
…celebrated her First Communion. Walking down the aisle with her, seeing her wear communion veil I wore, I thought, this isn’t the first time you were all dressed up in this church.
We attended our first craft show together, a first of many mother-daughter crafty outings I hope.
With Laura (Bugawumps.blogspot.com)
And she played in her first soccer game.
Am I a soccer mom yet? I think not. It was the first time I screamed out loud, “GO, ABBY! RUN!!! Get the BALL!!” but not the first time I’ve cheered her on. That’s every day: when she leaves the car (Bye, Mom!) and runs off to school, when she’s working really hard on her homework or a project, when she’s sitting with her little brother and reading a book to him, when she tells me a funny joke and she’s messing around with her dad. Go, Abby!
