When I wore a fashionably questionable pair of pants, at which both Aleks and Maia wrinkled their noses, Ruby's opinion was the one that convinced me to put them in the give away pile.
The other morning Ruby was particularly tired and asked me for a cup of coffee.
She makes a lot of her own food now: hot dogs, macaroni and cheese, slices cheese for cheese and crackers.
She sleeps with a weighted blanket and wears noise canceling headphones.
She loves Isabelle more than anything and just wants to cuddle and hug that poor dog all day long.
She's a girl with big emotions; as quick to laugh and hug as she is to be impatient and snap. When she wants, she is good at understanding the emotions of others and tending to their needs.
Ages 2 1/2 to 4 1/2 were dicey, at best. But, my oh my, what a delight and joy this girl is to our family and all those who know her.
I suspect we'll always need to encourage her to find ways to manage her anxiety and sensitivity, but watching her continue to grow and mature is an exciting privilege.
Seven was magical. I'm so excited to see what eight will bring.
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