She grew 2 1/2″ in the last year, he grew 3. No one warned me how strange it would be to be looking at my child and speaking to my child and to have him all of the sudden answer me back in an entirely new voice.
She made the candles for her cake. The cake itself was a surprise. This lovely confection was the inspiration, like a Beatrix Potter tea party. When we go for walks she likes to leap and skip ahead. I call her my little prancing deer. “Look at me Mama! What am I?” You are my darling, my sweetheart, my love, my little prancing deer.
The day itself was mostly about her. We went skating, which made them both happy. He had a father/son movie double date a few days before and a sledding party coming up this week, more elaborate celebrations that somehow feel more private.
Her hat was actually a Christmas gift. I made it on a whim a while back. We accidentally got a newer edition of Milly-Molly-Mandy from the library, which I had never seen before. In it Milly-Molly-Mandy wore a pale pink beret, just like the one I had made. Only hers had a pom-pom. Mairi said it was the pom-pom that made it cute. And that is how her simple hat got a last minute, pre-gifting make over.