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Double Digits

I got to spend the afternoon with my girliest of girls. What Estelle wanted most for her birthday was to go shopping. Done. We celebrated yesterday with our extended family and a couple of friends and some fruit pizzas. We cleaned the church and went to Sarah's soccer game today before the two of us got to head out. 

We went to Kohl's first and found a pair of shorts. I also got a pair for Emma since she will be needing them for the summer. Next we ventured to the Mall in Provo. She found a cute dress, another pair of shorts and a shirt. She had some of her own birthday money so she also got a pair of shoes and I splurged on a set of glue-on nails to match a new outfit. 

She is a good shopper. She knew what her budget was and didn't pus the limit. She is good to check prices and tries to get the most for her money. She is gracious and grateful and we had a lovely time together.

We ate at Brick Oven then went to check out the work Destry has been doing for Kira Tymon on the apartment above the garage at Neva's old house that she just bought. He is making some good changes, but he called it "an expensive bandaid." There is some structural deficiencies that should be addressed, but will cost more than she has, so he is doing his best with what her budget is. 

Estelle dozed off on the drive home and I was remembering fondly the time we went to Disneyland when she was 2 1/2 years old. We had some points on a Disney credit card that the kids were able to use for souvenirs. The moment she spotted a set of Disney princess figurines that was all she could see. I bought it for her, but she still had more money that she could spend. I took her to several shops and showed her a tea set and a hair set among other things, but She only had eyes for the figurines. We bought two and she couldn't have been happier! 

That began a long term love affair with figurines. All my girls played with them, but she loved them the most. They were played with in the tub, taken camping, and on long car rides. They were a toy we definitely got our money's worth. We have purchased several other sets since then. We have weeded them out occasionally, but we still have a few for tub play. 

Now that she is, (or will be on Monday,) double digits, she doesn't play with them much any more, but she does like to play with them in the tub from time to time. So even though we have gotten rid of barbies and dress up clothes, the figurines still have a place in our home and our hearts.

I kind of can't believe that she is 10. That is a big number. It is all of your fingers. She will be in 5th grade next year and I can't call her a "little girl" any more. The boys are "the boys," Emma is simply, "Emma," and Estelle and Sarah are referred to as "the little girls." I think our labeling will have to be altered a bit. I can only say that I have one little girl now, sadly. 

As sad as that is, there is also joy. I think I enjoy Estelle more and more each year. She was a good baby, but a difficult toddler. Once she started school, she has been getting better and better. She is an excellent student and has a tender heart. She has enjoyed being in the school play for the last two years and has a lovely voice--yay! And she likes to sing--double yay! She and I sang together at at school assembly; it was fun. I am a lucky mama and am so proud to have another child reach the double digit milestone.  

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