My Big Girl Sage

Sage is growing up... or is she? Although Sage is 9 years old, upon meeting her for the first time people think she is 7 because she is so petite. That's right folks, Sage has inherited my "short, and petite" gene. She is the smallest student in her class and proud of it. She may appear younger, but once she opens her mouth people are blow away by her intelligence and her ability to carry an adult conversation.

Sage, like her name implies, is wise beyond her age. Not only does she have a memory like an steel trap, but she also has the ability to take her life experiences and observations and apply them to help others and herself. She has the ability to see things as they truly are and very little gets past her. Where does she get all this knowledge? Well she reads several hours a day, and watches everything and everyone like a hawk soaking in everything like a large sponge that never gets full. As an Adult you have to be careful what you say around her because she will put 2 and 2 together when you  may not want her to.

Everyone LOVES Sage because she LOVES everyone. When Sage was 5 years old her Dad sat her on his knee and said, " If you want to be loved Sage, than you need to reach out to people and love them." She took that to heart, and today not a week goes by where someone does not come up to me and profess how much they love and adore Sage because of how sweet, kind, intelligent, and loving she is.

Sage decided to quit gymnastics. She simply got bored with the weekly classes. And I was ok with that since she really did not have a lot of natural talent. She had the strength but did not have the grace and precision that is required in such a sport. Instead she has decided to take up the Piano and in the Summer wants to try her hand at baseball. During the last baseball season she discovered that she had some natural talent for the sport and would like to further develop this potential talent. Go Sage!

My little girl spends her extra time reading, playing outside and hanging out with friends. In the home she helps me out a lot. When she senses that I am stressed, Sage is quick to try and relieve the stress by doing what she can to take the load off my shoulders. I do not know what I would do without my daughter to help me out.

Sage still holds the title for messiest family member. No matter how many times she is told to clean her room in a week it never lasts for more than a few hours. All three of her brothers combined are cleaner than she is. And that includes Ryker who is in the stage of picking things up and dropping them elsewhere in the house. I really am doubtful if Sage will ever be a very organized person. But as her mom I am not going to give up! One day... one day.

Sage is still a very silly individual. When she starts to giggle, it is very difficult if not impossible to get her to stop. She loves to be goofy and have fun like Ashton and loves to make others laugh.

Sage holds on to her independence. She like Jace, has always been independent and stubborn (not as bad as Jace.) As she gets older. these traits have matured and developed into more positive characteristics. Her independance gives her very little fear of the unknown allowing her to try new things without delay, and her stubornness helps her hold onto her values and stand up for what she knows is right. Very little phases Sage and very little gets her down. She is still very upbeat and positive.

Her greatest challenge right now is dealing with three younger brothers. She can get very frustrated with them especially Ashton who loves to push her buttons. But we are working on her being more patient and understanding and always taking the higher road when faced with a situation where she is tempted to do something mean or where she wants to take her revenge on a more immature siblings.

Sage is my rainbow on a cloudy day. I look at her and see me. I look at her and see great potential. I look at her and see love. I will forever be grateful to have had the chance to be her  mom.