Little Girls

I just love having little girls. I think I have said it before, and I'm sure I will say it again, but they are so different from boys. It is interesting to me how they just come different. The girls are far more emotional. This can be a bad thing when they are moody or a good thing when they shower us in hugs and kisses. Savanah is at a particularly fun age. She loves to help me in the kitchen, loves shopping, and to go out carrying a purse. She plays this little game, when Aaron comes home, she always runs and hides in our closet then he has to play hide-n-seek to find her. She is the same age Lauren was when he left on his mission and I think it would be hard to leave a little girl (I was also a little girl when he left, a point my brother-in-laws love to tease me about).

While we were in Idaho, Lauren and I were trying to figure out a way to get her parent's permission to skip school, so she could spend the day with us. Aaron told her she was 17 years-old and didn't need "permission". She was old enough to make the decision herself and just needed to inform her parents that she was going to skip school.

A good friend of mine told me he will probably change his mind in 15 years when he is dealing with Savanah and he is the parent. This is probably true. I don't even want to think to the teenage years. Why can't she just stay a little girl forever?