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Giving Thanks - Day 4

Monster High Girls!!
Today I am devoting my thanks to my granddaughter Chelsea.  I am extremely grateful for all of my grandbabies - but, today it's Chelsea's day.

Chelsea was born a bright and beautiful Halloween morning.  Her mom didn't want her to share her birthday with the holiday - because Halloween is her mother's very favorite.

Today is Chelsea's birthday party and because of her birthdate, it's a Halloween theme.  Actually, Chelsea loves anything Monster High - so that is the theme; but, everyone is invited to come in their costumes.  I'm going in costume - I'm dressing with the theme.  If everything works out ok, I will be Frankie Stein's older cousin or maybe her grandmother - CoCoStein .  I'm very excited.

Anyway - back to Chelsea.  What an amazingly smart, adorable, precocious, insane, funny, manipulative, kleptomaniac child.  I added the descriptor kleptomaniac because that's what her mother called her just yesterday.  She had taken any book that had a picture of an animal on it and hidden it in her bedroom - didn't matter what kind of book it was, adult or child, she had it.  Prior to that, a few months ago, Zach had got into the outside freezer looking for something for his mother.  He brought back a load of candy and gum.  Apparently, Chelsea had "stolen" delicious sweet things that she came across and hidden them in the freezer. That way, when she had a hankering, it was ready and available for her and nobody needed to know.

She loves anything to do with dance.  She loves to dance.  I am so glad her parents found her the perfect fit in preschool - one that caters to teaching her scholastics, socialization and dance.  Next year, she starts kindergarten.  It amazes me how fast the time flies.  She is five now - that is absolutely crazy.

Tutu - hat - and miss matched knee high socks.
She has her own personal sense of style.  She is anything dresses, tutus, hats and dance. She's been like this since she was just a toddler.  I remember a couple of years ago that we were at Macy's shopping.  Nobody was watching her, she grabbed a hat, put it on her head and stood at the tri-mirror and strutted and danced like she was a super model.  It's her charm.

I look forward to watching her grow, watching her mature, watching her develop.  She has an amazing future.  She is magnetic.

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  1. I love this post! And I love that you said a lot of the same things that I did about her. =)

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    1. I know - it was funny that we said the same stuff.

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