"I don't want to take anything to school for my birthday" I hear her say.
"Because I just don't want to" comes after further prodding.
She is a few days away from eleven.
Her long legs and growing body an incongruent match for her soul.
Growing is consuming her, it seems.
"I want to honor you on your birthday" I say.
"I want you to be celebrated" I continue.
Mediation does its work.
Agreement is reached.
And so I mix cupcakes.
Ice them carefully - adorning them to match her emerging splendour.
I will bring them in...
...It's ok to have someone else celebrate you, but not to celebrate yourself
is the message I receive.
"It may be a long road ahead" I think to myself.
I'll be bringing the cupcakes as long as I need to.
may they be celebrated by all.
ReplyDeleteAwwww .. . this pulls at my heartstrings as it seems like yesterday we were putting Hannah & Cabey in the same stroller or putting them side by side in their highchairs at Mcd's while feeding them greasy fries and cheeseburgers . . . and now this feels like they're growing up toooo fast.
ReplyDeleteThis morning Caleb said "it is a sad day today" When I asked why, he said "because today Hannah is older than me!"
We love you Hannah Lizzie!!! Happy Birthday!!!
I hate to break it to you, Cabey, but Hannah is indeed older than you 365 days of the year!!
ReplyDeleteYou two will always be the best buds. First buds, and best buds.
Hannah got two new Calvin and Hobbes books for her birthday today, so you can do a swap when we see you next!