Saturday, September 8, 2012

September Girls.

Sarah and Eva both have September birthdays. Four years apart. We celebrated Sarah's 11th birthday with some of her girlfriends on Labor Day.


We did pizza and a movie. Fun was had by all and ParaNorman wasn't that bad. Sometimes I feel bad about making the kids pose with the direct light of the sun their eyes.


On her actual birthday we invited some neighbor friends over to have cake with us. We were running late that night, it was a school night too, so after showers when we were all hitting our wall and falling apart (me, that would be me) I decided to give her the small gifts I had for her the next day.


Do you know that she did not once ask me about any presents? Not once, all day. I woke her up the next day and gave them to her with as much fanfare as I could muster on a school morning. She was so grateful and sweet. She is such a wonderful kid. I am such a grateful mom with a heart that is filled again and again. Sometimes I wonder how much I can hold. Don't get me wrong, we are mostly a train wreck around here, but that doesn't take anything away from the continuous one way flow of my heart filling up. That blessed thing only goes one way.

Eva's birthday is still three weeks away and then she'll be 7. That makes my kiddos 14, 11, 9, and 7. Once again easy to rattle off to people who ask, which is almost a daily occurrence.

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