Last night we made home made pizzas with a little help from Grandma and Danya. I thought Danya was being allowed to grate cheese for the first time. Until now I've always said, "No" because I was afraid she'd cut herself. I found out, though, that she has grated cheese lots of times at Grandma's house before. So it turns out that my baby is growing up and I didn't even notice.
Danya is so mature and responsible that it's hard to remember that she just turned seven. When we leave the kids with our babysitter, I trust Danya to make sure that the babysitter is making good choices. She has permission to call us if she disagrees with Shannon's decision and thinks it's against house rules or dangerous and Shannon won't listen to her.
I'm hoping that whatever group of kids we end up adopting, Danya will remain the oldest. She is such a good leader and would set a really good example for the younger kids. We are so proud of her.