My darling turned five today (3.8) and this post is for her, not for me, although I so desperately want to write the post that is for me- the one that reflects on the reality of leaving the preschool years behind (for now… what hopeful words those are….for now) and the heart full and mind overwhelming stage I find myself in. How is it that you can look back on your own self with such nostalgia? But I do.
But for her… this day…
was full of three, small chirping girlies….
-and there was one who struggled a bit to find happiness in her sister’s special day. After a personal struggle, she managed to turn it around- I am grateful to say- and it is noteworthy- because said girl recognized it, reflected on it, and remarked on her turn-around later (during the cookie party). She chose what was good. I am so glad.
It was full of a slow, unfolding delight.
Special Breakfast: Cinnamon Roll Biscuits, Scrambled Eggs, Berries
Birthday song and Pictures
Her choice of hymn: Go Tell It On The Mountain
A stab at a birthday poem: we settled for Now We Are Six.
It wasn’t quite …but we made do.
A birthday gift (or two)
Long hours at play
The start of a new chapter book at rest time- and what SOLID delight to begin Misty of Chincoteague!
A whirlwind spin outside in the cold (for them, not me)
Everyone- all of us (minus Todd) home all. day. All day. I don’t think I fully realized this until now, and I certainly didn’t make the most of this. But, now, in this moment- I realize.
A drive out to Boy Scouts and four I love playing “I Spy” all the way home…
Her dinner: Hot dogs and rolls, chips, carrots, cucumbers, peppers, special sauce, raspberries, blueberries, and strawberries. Lemonade.
A bubble bath (with jets that somehow ramped the experience up to the best day of the whole year! and rocketed me into best Mommy position!)
Tiny painted toes
A Cookie Celebration Party and Lemonade in blue polka dot tea cups
The Promise of a Family Party on Sunday with Gifts, and Cake, and Pizza, and Popcorn.