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Meadow @ 8 Years

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Meadow loves to read books, swing, do art and crafts, watch tv, play dress up, play video games and swim.


I think she was always be a night owl and not a morning person.

Meadow has gotten much braver this year. I see her talk to strangers at the playground and she is more willing to try new things.


We love you Meadow!

Here are Meadow's answers this year. 

How old are you? Eight
What is your favorite color? Purple
What is your favorite animal? Cat
What is your favorite book? Cucumber Quest
What is your favorite TV show? Pinkalicious
What is your favorite movie? Harry Potter
What is your favorite song? I don't know yet. I forgot.
What is your favorite food? My favorite food is meatball bombers.
What is your favorite drink? Uh umm. Uhh. Fruit Punch.
What is your favorite breakfast food? Crepes
What is your favorite snack? Raspberries
What is your favorite outfit? My Belle costume that I wear almost everyday maybe.
What is your favorite game? Zelda
What is your favorite toy? Magnatiles
Who is your best friend? Georgia
What is your favorite thing to do? Watch tv and play video games and play costumes.
What is your favorite thing to do outside? Go to the playground or go swimming.
What is your favorite holiday? Easter
What do you like to take to bed with you at night? My stuffies
Where is your favorite place to go? Bay Beach and the pool
What is your favorite restaurant? Noodles
Where do you want to go on vacation? To Hawaii or Florida
What do you want to be when you grow up? Tailor
What did you do on your birthday? Stayed at home. I also went to Bunker Beach and Subway. 
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