Lydia, cherished. Lydia has the most amazing teacher, and for one of her project she has to learn the banjo, which her teacher supplied: This girl plays the harp, she crochets, she sews, she reads like crazy, she organizes giant family programs, adores–and is starting to speak!–the German language, has transcribed an entire Shakespeare play into her own words, has great taste in music, is an adventurous and grateful eater, follows the news religiously, regularly remarks upon the beauty of nature, plays the most imaginative games with her siblings, has memorized countless poems, bakes delicious cakes and cookies, is the most honest person I have ever met, is a kind and endlessly giving friend, and asks the most amazing, intelligent questions. She also has been off-the-chart introspective from the time she acquired the ability to speak (I can still hear her little toddler voice plaintively explaining she was “fwas-tuh-wated” or “jealous”), and she is so, so kind to her siblings and friends. She is also more responsible than me and sometimes even outdoes Abe in her desire to follow every rule available. And now, thanks to her amazing fourth grade teacher, she plays the banjo, too! Somebody give this child an A+ at life, because I spend most of my parenting time pointing out areas for improvement. When I take the time to think about her as a whole child, I really have no idea what she actually needs to improve. She is knocking it out of the park on the life front. Also, the family blog is her favorite thing to read, so when you read this, Lydia, know that you are seen, you are admired, and you are so, so loved.