Six
Tessa is turning 6 tomorrow. She... Is not looking forward to soccer because it's just not her. "Dad, I am not meant to be rough and tough. Ballet is me. I am meant to be kind, sweet and beautiful." Sometimes struggles with being the youngest and watching her siblings get older and move on without her. "Mom, I have bad memories... Josh leaving. Micah leaving... (Silence. Then wistfully.) Nice boys. (Long Sigh.)" "Mom, when is Micah going to move back into our home forever. Where he belongs?" I said probably never. She wept and screamed his name. Her heart broke. There are advantages to being the youngest. But there is hard that comes with it. Has mature thoughts and asks insightful questions. Feels deeply and loves well. Loves all things soft and cuddly. I'm included in this category. (: Is sure that she shares more 'genetics' with me than with Ken. "Mom, we just have so much in common...." Loves to swim (It clicked last week