Lilly turned four nearly a month ago. I’ve been meaning to sit down and reflect upon this milestone for weeks before and since the big day. But I can’t seem to wrap my head around it. This whip-smart, headstrong, sweet little girl never ceases to surprise us.
She asked for a big-girl bicycle for her birthday. We were a little bit hesitant to purchase one because she’s never really shown much interest in her tricycle or scooter. Ultimately, we took the plunge and got her a cute little red and pink bike with training wheels, fully anticipating a months-long learning curve. Much to our surprise, she took to it immediately, riding off down the street in her Elsa nightgown and light-up rainbow roller-derby-style helmet. I stood there dumbfounded in my slippers.
We had a Disney Frozen-themed (Four-zen”) party at the local ice skating rink. She loved wearing her Elsa dress, being surrounded by friends and, of course, the cake. We meant to take pictures but with 14 four-year olds on ice skates, living in the moment seemed more important than documenting it. As a parent, sometimes I guess you’ve just gotta “Let it Go” and go with the flow.
At four, Lilly is an excellent big sister who makes friends effortlessly while regularly and correctly using words like “sensational” and “glorious.” She is a prolific artist, and fearless swimmer, a born leader and a girly girl. A whirling, twirling tornado in a tutu. Her independence is equal-parts inspiring and infuriating and always tempered by her tender heart. Love you always, Lilu.
