Big sister Goosey

Showing off the shed antlers that Daddy found this spring.

OK, on to big sister. Goose is the sensitive one in our house (I guess they all are, in different degrees). If someone else gets hurt or in touble, she will cry right along with them. Last night when her Grandparents left our place, she was sobbing for the next 20 minutes about missing them. :( Goose is also the most likely to help out a sibling rather than compete with them - that is truly a breath of fresh air. While she does like to dress up or play pretend with Boo and the boys, she is much more my tomboy who loves to run and wrestle. She is one with her own sense of fashion and at the moment is wearing a nice, dressy sweater with her soccer shorts (I think it's 40 degrees out), definitely a nonconformist!

Goose is in first grade and does very well. She underestimates herself often as she compares herself to an older brother and as a result, will tell you she can't read. Then she will proceed to read the directions on something for you or a sign we drive by. She is actually reading well but she doesn't meet her own expectations. She also loves to write and the house is filled with notes (love notes and "I know you love me" notes especially) in every nook and cranny she can find. I believe we go through a ream of computer paper each week, OK not quite. Goose is my social butterfly who never chooses to do things on her own (are you kidding? Who would she talk to?). Boy, girl, old or young - it doesn't matter so long as she has someone to talk to and laugh with. Of course she thinks she is hysterical and is the first to laugh at her own jokes. Who can resist that?

Goose is very insightful for a 6 year old and we love her "sayings". Upon the arrival of her new brother (whom she prayed for faithfully to arrive), she stated one day, "well, our lives are going to be changed forever". She still loves her precious baby Becky, horses and kitties and yet, she's the first one to beg to go hunting with Daddy. Oh yeah, and she is just convinced that we will let her raise chickens next summer. Hmmm. You really can't put this one in a box! Here is a photo of this original one...