My daughter is huge into Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana right now. More so than I think a seven year old should be. In fact, on the way home we listened to her rendition of “Rock Star” 5? times. Fun stuff. In case anyone is looking, A friend of mine runs a great website with a comprehensive gallery of Miley Cyrus Pictures
How bad is it that I know the words to some Miley Cyrus songs? Ugh.
I’m proud of my daughter for many things. She’s smart, polite, kind, loving, and she plays well with others (just to name a few). Here’s one more thing that makes me proud.
The other day she wanted to play a game on the Xbox while I was on the computer so I threw in the Wallace and Gromit game and tried to get something done real quick before she got stuck and needed help. She really hadn’t figured out the controller yet – it takes a lot of coordination to use an Xbox controller when you’re four.
After a few minutes I realized she hadn’t asked for help yet so I turned around in my seat (the TV is behind me when I’m sitting at the computer), and lo and behold, she had figured out the controller. Just like that. I watched her run Gromit up to a platform and easily jump right up. I kept watching and it was blatantly obvious she had finally gotten the hang of it.
I am so proud.