Amelia is 8 years old

The idea of Amelia growing up is a tiny bit unbearable.

The morning of her birhtday she woke up at 5:30a.m. She promptly jumped on my bed and said, "It's my Birthday!" She did the same to the boys. Andrew was the only one grumpy about it but he is always grumpy. She renamed October third, Amelia apprecaition day. I adore her.

We gave her 60 dollars. She stuffed the cash in her piggy bank and swore that she will not touch it. She is saving up for a car.