Around here, birthdays go on for days. My parents visited for a family celebration of three of their grandkids, our family had a special beach day on her birthday, and then she had a gaggle of girls over for silly, wet, waterpark adventures...homemade, that is. We set up a piece of last year's greenhouse plastic with the sprinkler on it for a waterslide, and then we visited our pond for raft rides towed by our neighbour.
The whole party was outdoors ~ a rare treat because of usually horrendous skeeters. Fortunately, it is really an unimpressive bug year and we are outside all the time this summer! We tried to make a pinata again with Sunshine's favourite friend from next door, but a day later when it was dry, a certain four year old thought it was fun to smush it with a thunderous BANG! before we could even decorate it. Ahhh well, they had fun in all the newspaper scraps we used to make the papier mache. Luckily, once again, big brother to the rescue with his last minute cardboard box pinatas.
On the morning she turned six, her hummingbird came and visited. When she was born, like a fuzzy peach, a beautiful hummingbird came and peeked in the window, of whatever room we were in, every day for two weeks. It was remarkable and delightful. And so, when she opened her eyes as a six year old, there he was hovering by her window.
And so like a hummingbird she is...beautiful and powerful and determined and strong, despite her size. She loves to fly high on her swing, singing songs to the clouds. She loves to twirl and spin and dance around me, darting in to give me sweet kisses that land all over.
My daughter...how lucky I am to have this beauty grace my life. She brings me such joy and warmth and happiness. I am blessed.