Every year when Bria's birthday rolls around I am a little shocked that I can possibly have a child as old as she is. It shocked me when she turned 2, it shocked me when she turned 7, and it is still shocking to me that I, who still feels 17 years old most of the time, could actually be the mother of the 9-year-old child that is living in my house.
But there is no denying it. She really did turn 9 this week.
Bria is blossoming into such a wonderful young lady. It pains me to say that: Young Lady. And even though she prefers Hannah Montana to The Wiggles and Harry Potter to Strawberry Shortcake, she is still the same delightful little girl that she always was.
She is starting to be really aware of finances and how much things cost. She worries whether something she wants will be more than we can afford and is much more likely to go without something she really wants than she was even just a year ago, as she has come to really understand cost and income and all of that. Just last week, I took her grocery shopping with me and she asked if we could buy Macaroni and Cheese. Of course we could, I told her. But then she said, "Never mind. We don't need it and I don't want to waste your money if it's too expensive." Of course, Mac-n-Cheese is cheap, but I bought quite a lot on this shopping trip in preparation for my parents to visit and Bria's birthday party and paint supplies all on top of normal groceries. When she heard the cashier tell me the almost three-hundred dollar total, her eyes got really big and she said she could put back some of her birthday stuff. Seriously so sweet.
I mentioned before that she is having a cooking party with her friends on Saturday. This little girl really loves to cook, and she didn't get it from me! She reads cookbooks for fun. Last Saturday morning she woke up early (as usual), and made deviled eggs all by herself! I don't think I've ever made deviled eggs in all my life, and here my child who is not quite nine years old did it. And they were really good, to boot.
She is so helpful, always helping with her sisters. She especially enjoys picking out Sophia's outfits, and even though Bria's fashion style is somewhat eclectic, she generally comes up with things that are really fun and totally her style. She makes her bed as soon as she hops out of it in the morning, which is amazing to me, and she really tries to keep her bedroom clean.
She loves to read, and will often wake up early in order to do it. (So different than her mother, who stays up super late in order to fit reading in.) She is finally growing out of Junie B. Jones and moving on to some other wonderful books, like Harry Potter and many of Roald Dahl's titles, which are her current favorites.
She continues to be incredibly musical, and we suspect she may have perfect, or at least near-perfect, pitch. After one of Joel's Tuacahn performances of High School Musical 2 this past summer, when asked how she liked the show she replied, "It was okay. And I'm not trying to mean or anything, but a lot of those kids didn't really sing in tune very well." She was right, but it was just so funny to hear that coming from a child!
It was especially fun this year to watch her open her birthday gifts. I haven't seen her quite this happy since we lived in Arizona. I am realizing that the Cedar City years were just as difficult for Bria as they were for me, in different ways, and it is incredible how truly happy she seems here. She'd been asking for the DVD of Monsters vs. Aliens for months (I was so glad it was released in DVD a couple weeks ago!), and was absolutely thrilled to get it.
She was also excitedly looking forward to her gift from Joel's parents, because they nearly always give the kids one dollar for every year, and she wanted those nine dollars. It was especially fun because Mimi called just as Bria was opening it, and it did not disappoint. Plus there were stickers.
She also got books and Barbies from Mamah and Grandpa (my parents), and Barbie clothes from her sisters. I was a little worried in the back of my mind that maybe she would think she was too old for Barbies, even though I know she loves them. But nope, she was thrilled. She's not growing up too fast, after all.
Happy Birthday, Bria! I love you so much.
I hope all your wishes come true this year.