Tag Archives: growing up

Kisses for Grandma

Grandma Kc wrote this on June 5th, 2011 8 Replies

This is another edition of Previously on Amara and is taken in part from an email that I sent to my Baby Sister on January 21, 2008. Amara would soon be 4 years old and was getting a little more outspoken. The other day I was over at the Kids and Amara was in her Read the Rest

Happy New Year Everyone!

Grandma Kc wrote this on January 2nd, 2011 10 Replies

I was thinking that Amara had spent New Years eve with us every year but I guess I was wrong. I went back looking for pictures from January 1 of each year and couldn’t find one for when she was 3 and I can’t imagine that I wouldn’t have taken pictures. But it was fun Read the Rest

Amara’s first day of 1st Grade

Grandma Kc wrote this on August 31st, 2010 8 Replies

How exciting! Yesterday I got to go with Amara and her Mommy to the first day of 1st grade. We were 3 generations of excitement! These are the magical moments that make up being a Grandma! I got to Amara’s house a little bit early and Mommy was still combing the tangles out of that Read the Rest

Amara starts 1st Grade

Grandma Kc wrote this on August 28th, 2010 4 Replies

It’s hard to believe that Amara will be starting 1st grade on Monday. 1st grade! How did we get here so quickly. I was reading Grandma Shelley’s blog the other day and she was talking about the many first we grandparents get to experience. A couple of years ago I was taking a HTML class Read the Rest

The Amara Fashion Show

Grandma Kc wrote this on August 23rd, 2010 6 Replies

Amara has started to outgrow all of her Disney Princess costumes and she has now started to focus more on the Barbie Princesses and their costumes — beautiful, fancy dresses that are more grownup and fashionable. So a couple of weeks ago Amara, her Mommy and I went to The Goodwill and picked out 3 Read the Rest

Previously On Amara…

Grandma Kc wrote this on March 22nd, 2010 8 Replies

One of the things about waiting until Amara is almost 6 to start her blog is that there are so many funny stories that I never got posted and that I want to always remember. So this is what I call an Amara back story or maybe Amara, the Early Years. This first memory took Read the Rest