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Eisley is 9!

My sweet Eisley girl turned 9 this year! Here are a few things you should know about Eisley:

Eisley’s favorite animal: Puppy
Favorite color: Teal
Favorite food: Spaghetti

Eisley recently started musical theater and she is loving it! 

Eisley is one of a kind. She does not have the attitude that Kaybree has. She just loves to have fun and will always choose the path that leads to the most fun. Often, she gets carried away in that pursuit. She’s not great at chores or homework—no time. Gotta have fun. In fact she will do anything to avoid the boring stuff so she can make time for more fun. 

A couple examples of this:
Earlier this week she popped some popcorn and before she poured it into a container, she put paper towels down in the container. This way, when she is done with her popcorn she can dump the whole thing in the trash can and avoid doing any dishes.
Last Saturday Kaybree, Lola and Eisley decided to have a lemonade sale. Something in the air didn’t agree with Eisley and one of her eyes began to get red and swollen. I gave her an allergy pill and told her to lay down with a wet paper towel over her eye to let it rest but she REFUSED! Lying down would have made her miss out on all the fun! Instead she just put her hair over her eye so she wouldn’t scare off customers and kept working!

I love that Eisley is so creative and also has the ability to see the good in any situation. When everyone is grumpy, she is often the one finding something to laugh at or some way to make other people happy. 

Eisley is also sometimes difficult to read. She is so good at uplifting others that I often worry she is not getting what she needs to be happy. I sometimes fear that she feels forgotten. She doesn’t talk about her thoughts and feelings the way that kaybree does. 

It’s during those rare moments that I learn Eisley hates how big her eyes are (crazy girl—your amazing blue eyes are your best feature!) or how insecure she is because she weighs more than Kaybree (everyone’s body is different!) But Eisley Pie, I hope you never forget how amazing you are. How loved you are. How special you are. I love you so much! Happy birthday!

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