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Apparently five is the magic number because my daughter turned five the beginning of this month and has changed her behavior for the sole fact that she is five.

The major struggle (will one of the major struggles) with her has been sleeping in her own bed, or anywhere but mine! Sure, she could fall asleep elsewhere but was bound to crawl in with us in the wee hours of the morning when we’re too tired to kick her out because we have to be up the next morning…. etc.

But when she turned five we tucked her in to her own bed and she stayed there all night!! She came down and announced it to us all smiles in the morning. I was a bit more smiley as well since I had slept a little sounder not being prodded and poked my loving daughter.

She also believes she is taller and more grown up since she turned five, which is fine. Just glad she turned the corner to this magic age and to sounder sleeping nights. 

My head is swimming with chlorine and my hair, only the previously dyed part I was trying to grow out, is lightening so now you can really see my roots and it had a bit of a skunkish effect.

But it’s ok. The swim club is open which keeps my kids social, active and happy. This is also our first year with my boys on the swim team. Luckily they’re only doing half the season as they were last minute recruits. I have to say, they’re loving it.

I’m really enjoying seeing them be a bit more athletic, my husband and I are more artistic and musical than great athletes, and being a part of the team. I think it is and is going to be a great experience for them and they look so cute in their little swim suits!

I’m also loving the new crowd of moms that I’m telling about our upcoming VBS. Hopefully we’ll see some of their kids out. Usually by August the moms are looking for a break anyway, I’m just a glutton for punishment by taking on all their kids for the week.

Actually, I’ve been thrilled to have a lot of our neighborhood families join us for VBS. Their kids have fun, learn God’s word and have an opportunity to meet Jesus. We’ve also seen whole families come to Christ or take beginning steps into our church family through VBS which is wonderful. Can’t wait to see what God will do this year.

But right now, just need to get through swim season. Time to get them suited up!

Seems my four year old daughter (almost five, just a couple more days) is averaging about four outfits a day. For me, being a jeans and t-shirt kinda girl, this is new, confusing and frustrating territory, as I’ve posted about before (No, You’re Not Wearing High Heels!).

On Saturday she started off putting on jeans and a t-shirts (my girl:)) because she was going to roller-blade and didn’t want to hurt her knees, smart choice. Rollerblading (with the beginner ones, made to fit over her sneakers) lasted about five minutes.

Time to change again. This time, same t-shirt but flowered shorts. Outfit got dirty playing outside.

Time to change again. This time she picked out a “really cute” top and spent no less than half and hour picking out pants that we rolled up to look like capris to match it because she did not want to wear shorts or a skirt. But then she decided she didn’t want to be seen in her new outfit.

Time to change again. Now she picks very bright shorts and a shirt (the shirt was paisley and the shorts were flowered, all very bright, big prints) that she says match because they have similar colors but I’m just glad she picked this outfit quickly so I’m not about to argue.

I guess you could say she changed five times if you count bedtime, which also takes careful wardrobe decisions, luckily Daddy handled that one.

Once again this is new territory, my boys are so easy. My oldest just wears whatever is clean, though sometimes I need to remind him to go find clean clothes and my middle son just wants to wear as little clothing as possible. Today he’s running around in his swim team suit (not quite itsy, bitsy speedo but those very tight fitting shorts) I think because it’s the closest he can get to running around in his underwear, which he seems to prefer. Boys are so easy.