Eleven

How it is even possible? Our firstborn is now eleven years old. Sometimes I look at her and still see that sweet and feisty toddler with brown curls...and then I realize that it's her little brother Grant and Amalia is the pre-teenager there next to him. He reminds me so much of her at that age and it's such fun to contrast that with the lovely young lady our Mal-Doll is turning out to be.

Mali is definitely our sporty girl and she loves all forms of competition. She really enjoyed being on the school's basketball, volleyball, and forensics teams this year. She and her good friend also compete hard-core for the class's AR (a reading competition) points and both encourage each other to aim high. She is also sweet and growing in sensitivity at this age. It is a delight to see her around babies and toddlers and how easily she makes them smile.

Amalia is still our morning girl with a sharp sense of routine--especially when it comes to meal and snack times. (We know exactly where she gets that!) She cooks, bakes, and loves trying new foods. Her favorites are still sushi, Indian, Chinese, and of course, split pea soup. She plans to serve meatball subs at her wedding someday. :)  I think turquoise has officially replaced orange as her favorite color, football is her favorite sport, and the Steelers are her hometown team. We love her sense of adventure, and her zest for planning the best things in life.  Amalia, you are such a delight to our hearts. We love you and thank God that he placed you in our lives. May your year be filled with blessings and lots of opportunities for us to hear your wonderful laugh.