Yep... Our Amy is amazing!! She is an amazing helper. An amazing 3rd grader (holy crap!) An amazing chef. Amazing at pretty much everything she does. Yup... she is amazing!!
Amy loves to dance as you can tell by the picture of her dancing to my 90's hair band music on the iPod. :) The "rock on" sign always flashing as the music bumps. There is usually some karate kicks somewhere in her dance routine along with a bunch of ballet. :D
Amy also loves to bake! She made her own birthday cake! I am so glad she loves to do it. Especially with both Grandma and I hovering over her trying to teach her (at the same time) what she needed to do next. She was so very patient with us both. There silently humoring both of us as we passed on our baking knowledge. :D I finally took a step back and enjoyed watching her and Grandma working together to make the cake that turned out fabulous!! She really enjoyed having Grandma there teaching her.
She had a great birthday! Can't believe that she is 9! I mean really.... where did the time go? I remember her being Emily's size, Laura's age and going to Kindergarten like Andrew. Now she is in 3rd grade and loving it! She loves her math and writing. She comes home with the most creative stories complete with pictures.
She just got done with track. She did the standing long jump, tug-o-war and softball throw. Her favorite was, by far, the tug-o-war where her school took 2nd. They almost got 1st but her team got tired at the last minute and the other team stole the victory.
She is also doing piano lessons. She just moved on to her second book which she is very excited about. It was really neat for her to look at the beginning of her last book and see how far she had come. Her favorite song for a while was "London's Clock" or something like that. She would go down first thing in the morning and play the clock so that everyone would know it was time to come down for scriptures. Scott on the other hand.... ya... not his favorite. He likes his sleep. "Stop playing that song Amy" would shortly be yelled down the stairs, which just made her play it that much louder. :) That's my girl. Torturing her brothers every chance she can.
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