Alanah’s 8th and Lillian’s 5th birthday parties were today. And I would just like to say I love my kids. When Glenn and I dissolved into the lounge chairs after attempting to clean up after the technicoloured sugar-coated squeal fest that was this morning they left us in peace. Within seconds of breathing in that quiet we had both sunk into a sleep. A sleep so thick and dark, so far away, so fast that we both woke with a gasp as our consciousnesses tried to force their way back through the bleariness and figure out what on earth just happened. Granted the motives probably weren’t altogether pure as three buckets of chocolates, snakes and jelly beans were consumed while we slept and I think we may have one less bottle of bubble mix but feeling this good at the end of a party day is so worth it. Besides it’s not me that is going to have a belly ache in the morning.
The girls had a blast, all the colours of the rainbow, music, games, food but most of all friends. Those special people that make our eye’s sparkle and our hearts leap whenever we see them. Sharing lifes moments with those ones, some so dear to us that holding them in our minds and chattering about them daily is a natural as sucking the air in and out of our lungs. That is what birthdays are all about.
And a chance to express ourselves, that’s what birthdays are about. A day were we are aloud to paint the world the shade we want it to be. When you are 5 and 8 that colour is dazzling.
oh and don’t ever forget the cake, birthdays are about cake. This common desert becomes a testament to the desires, dreams and fascinations of the year gone by. I can’t wait for those future conversations with Lani the ones that will go like this “look there’s your rainbow cake, I remember when you were hooked on rainbows. You should have seen the socks you made your grandma buy you”.
Birthdays are also about change. They are a moment in time when I, the mummy, catch my breath and panic a little inside. Look how big they have grown, how long those legs are how mature those faces seem. Have I really been blessed with such an amazingly fantastical job as to help this bunch become big?
Birthdays are about family. Birthdays are about friends. Birthdays are about people, and people celebrate.
So to my darling girls I say this. Don’t ever forget the joy, don’t every lose the sparkle you are amazing creatures celebrate who you are. One gentle and mothering one spirited and adventurous, don’t change, don’t ever be afraid of you. Find your trail and follow it and take all of us along for the ride.
And to my God I say thankyou, thankyou for naming me Mummy.
You’ve got me all teary eyed over here. Oh, how incredibly blessed we mothers are! I’m so glad your party day went so beautifully.
That last photo is just perfect!
What a beautiful family you have 🙂 And that cake! Looks truly scrumptious!
Thankyou for inviting us to such a special day. The girls are still talking about the wonderful pots they made. Thankyou God for sending this special family back into our lives.
I love your parties. I was there in spirit. You are an amasing mummy and i know your tribe will remember these special times 4Eva. My love to all my little Slavens. I miss them all so much and love this blog………
The way you write and the pic’s you choose help in the making of a fantastic story each time however I have to say without the cast you would be struggling………. Congrat’s on another tear gerking, heart warming, gifted entry. Keep it up little skin and blister! Love U muchly
Aww thanks Gail, I’ll have to do a post about the pots I think my kids can’t wait to plant their seeds in them.
My kids want to plant the seeds to. The packet said to wait until spring when we have no frosts. I would hate for them to die. Maybe I’ll try some in the pot and some in our garden in spring.
some packets said Autumn some said spring even though they were both marigolds, i was going to try some now and save some for later in case they don’t grow.