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Sweet girl

It's scary how cute she is.
Kaybree has become quite the artist. She's drawing pictures all the time and taping them up all over the house. It's messy, but also adorable! Sometimes we have to put a limit on the amount of pictures on the wall but it's just amazing to me to see the detail she's starting to put into her drawings. She can draw snowmen, the temple, people with several different hair styles. She even drew a lady with pink eye yesterday (something she just got this week).

She's also a pro at writing her name, which makes me pretty proud and she has also asked for help mastering two other words--love and Mommy. She has them memorized so many of her drawings have one or all those words on them. I love it!



 Amy took Kaybree to her kinder assessment for American Leadership Academy and Kaybree did great--but the school mentioned she really should work on her letter recognition. So Kaybree came home with a large stack of papers and got to work. She's so excited to have REAL homework to work on. I'm so thrilled to see her so excited about learning.




 She's eager to begin reading. Right now whenever she "reads" something she's making up her own story but you'd never know it because of the voice she uses. She pauses at each word and pronounces it carefully as if she were struggling to read it.

Last night when I was helping Jose with homework and Eisley was snuggling with Daddy Kaybree came running out of her room grabbing a few things from the living room and saying "I'm doing something nice!" When I went to put Eisley to bed Kaybree was so proud to show off her totally clean room which she organized all by herself. I made everyone chore charts last week and Kaybree was so excited to scratch "clean my room" off her list. She just loves being helpful and independent!

I'm not the kind of mom to cry when I drop my baby off at kindergarten for the first time--I don't think. But I'm just so excited to see how Kaybree is developing, making her own choices and becoming a really really sweet little girl. You melt my heart, Kaybree! I love you!


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