Excuse me, but I just need to go off on how incredibly wonderful my daughter is! She has become such a JOY to have around the house and she makes me so happy! She is the most thoughtful and sweet girl!
I was having a cranky mommy day a couple of weeks ago, trying to get the boys to a soccer game, Ken to drama class, fed and homeworked before hand, and feeling very frustrated with the whole process, so I was complaining and WAY ORNERY and Ken says, "Mom, I know it's really frustrating having to do this all the time, but I want you to know that I really appreciate you being willing to take me to drama class. I know it's a pain, but thanks for doing it anyway." Ouch. Punch. to. gut.
Every day when I'm making dinner, Ken will come into the kitchen and ask, "What can I do to help?" Seriously! How did I get such a wonderful daughter?! I was certainly never that nice to my mama.
I was taking her to a birthday party last week and on the way, Ken strikes up a conversation about how thankful she is for all the blessings in her life. "We are so blessed. We have so much to be thankful for." Then she listed all the things we have been given by Heavenly Father. She is perceptive to see even the little things that we have been blessed with and I was totally crying when I dropped her off, stunned at my little girl.
Ken is super unique and is so comfortable in her own skin that I sometimes wonder what her secret is. She doesn't mind thinking differently from everyone else and has always thought Hannah Montana is over-rated. How would it be to be that self-assured in only 4th grade?
She is great at Drama and is amazingly talented.
She is a sponge for knowledge and her memory is Wicked, Crazy, Good. She is the Shammy WOW of soaking up things. She remembers EVERYTHING (except to bring home her homework ?)!
She is such a great big sister. I wondered how it would be with a sister so much younger. She wanted a sister soooooo badly and Soph came 7 years later. But, she has always been so sweet to Sophie. She never sends her away when playing with her friends. She reads her stories at night and takes such good care of her. For awhile Soph called her "MyKenny" instead of Kennedy.
I am so proud of Ken and what a lovely person she is. Happy Birthday, kiddo!