Elliott, age 9

She’s nine. NINE. And going to FOURTH GRADE tomorrow. I remember 4th grade, don’t you? This is all happening too fast. Elliott is thrilled to have a watch so she can know EXACTLY what time it is all day (like mother, like daughter) and loves that her overalls have pen pockets so she can be just like Nellie Bly. She requested chocolate chip pancakes and Daft Punk music and we went to the science museum for the space exhibit. We wrapped up the day with burritos on the beach. Happy Birthday, Elliott. STOP GROWING.