Fly free and happy beyond birthdays and across forever, and we’ll meet now and then when we wish, in the midst of the one celebration that can never end.
— Richard Bach
The Princess turns four today!
I remember the day she was born, when I held her for the first time, wondering how anything could be so perfect – she was so tiny, with a perfectly round head – and when Nate and Molly left me alone with her to take a walk, I sang to her, and whispered to her all the things I wanted to teach her as she got bigger, and told her that she would always be my best girl.
She’s at the beach celebrating this week, and I can hardly believe what a big girl she’s become – Nate sent me a couple of pictures yesterday of her early birthday celebration. Here she is on her new “Princess” bike:
And Molly, my ever-creative sister-in-law, has struck again with this castle cake:
I don’t know how she comes up with these things (she did Thomas the Tank Engine for the Conductor’s birthday in January), but she never ceases to amaze me. (And I see there were Dots involved. Why was I not invited?)
I’m headed down next weekend for a little belated celebration; this is the first of her birthdays that I haven’t been there for the actual day, but that’s the way it goes sometimes. I got her some clothes, a very cute pair of shoes, and a baseball glove. Pink, of course!