Big girl.

My big girl saw her first sets of fireworks this week.  She loved the first ones, and fell asleep during the second (much louder) ones.  She played on swingsets, dug for buried treasure in the sand, rode bikes, and was the older voice of reason when playing with her little sister.  She negotiated a cookie for good behavior, remembered that her birthday is in January, and ate an entire meal without spilling/wearing any food.  

She told me last week that I am her best friend, and this evening she told me that my new pedicure looked "just perfect".  She asks for me to blow dry her hair after her baths, tries to "logic" her way out of trouble, and has started to flirt with cute boys.  She's growing too fast - this alternately makes my heart swell with pride, and puts a lump of emotion in my throat.  

This evening when I put her to bed, she asked me to sit on her bed and hold her hand until she fell asleep.  

Gladly, baby girl.  Gladly.