Around here, we don't celebrate a Birth'day'. Oh no. We have birthday WEEK! Cora turned 3 this year amidst a festival of beautiful Autumn leaves and gloriously sunny and yet cooler days. Matt and I painted a mural on her walls that have long been languishing with just blue sky and green grass. She asked for a tree. She asked for flowers. We gladly obliged.
She asked for a party with her favorite friends. She asked for cake with carrots. How can we deny her that? And so, on a chilly and foggy morning, we packed up her requested pink tablecloth and carrot cake cupcakes and celebrated her in the park with her favorite friends. Then the fog lifted and we could not have ordered a better day. She wore her birthday crown (from The Creative Family - Amanda Blake Soule) and her new pink boots (ebay!). She gathered 'bouquets of flowers' (ie. dried leaves) with her best gal pal, Suzi, and in general enjoyed everything that is delightful for a young girl on her third birthday.
I wrote in her journal a little love letter to her, all about her and who she is. I put in all of the good and a little of the frustrating parts of her character because it's important to know who we are and who we were and where are roots are laid down deep. My girl, with her beautiful imagination, her love of dancing and music, her shy face when I ask her to sing for anyone but me and Papa, her introverted tendencies, her temper, her passion for things, her meticulous nature that shines through in some areas, but not in how she cleans up her toys. My sweet Cora. I'm sad and glad to see three arrive. She's so very big, and yet so very small. Happy birthday, my girl.
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