My dearest Kate,
That is you, up there in the blog site banner, with the elephant masks going every which way. That image says so much about you.
Oh my spirited girl! Your mind is awhirl with thoughts, and I’m not sure you can keep up with yourself yet. But you are trying to learn how to engage your big, creative spirit. You are at your best with a project in your hands. Otherwise, you bounce and vibrate, looking for something to focus on.
You continue to amaze me. Your anger blazes up; your sadness is bigger than our household. On the plus side, your smile is bigger than your face, your heart bigger than your wiry little frame, and your love brighter than the sun. You are more extroverted than any 8-year-old in the history of 8-year-olds. You are a star.
The thing you need to work on for 8 is your worry, which is also large and very consuming. And I will try to help you. Your fretting knows no bounds; you sometimes give yourself tummy aches and headaches. Your father and I promise to help you deal with those worrisome thoughts.
And you and I need to be kinder and more patient with each other. I will do my part.
You will grow into your large spirit, of that I have no doubt. You reach out to others all the time, to talk, to help, to play.
Kate, you are great. Don’t stop reaching.