August 21, 2007
When you are ten years old, nothing is impossible. You're not too old to cry or too young to laugh. The world is your oyster. You can hurl yourself around like a cannonball in the Crimean War.
Or beautify yourself into a glitter girl.
You can hang with your buds,
But you grab firmly to the solitary moments, as well.
Sometimes you are the helpful "older" kid.
But just as often you serve as the helpful "little" sister (Here she is helping Davis with a brain transplant experiment).
You live for sports.
But you also live to hold nature in your hand (that's a Madagascar hissing cockroach for those of you with smaller monitors).
You bring flair to everything you do, even your chores.
Even when you rest, you look busy, or at least your hair does. . .
I wish I were ten years old.
thank you for this beautiful post about erin! she continues to be in my thoughts and prayers!
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