It was my girl's birthday a little more than a week ago. Ever since she first arrived in our life I've marked this milestone on the blog, so I see no reason to stop yet. Her birthday seemed to sneak up on us this year, not that we weren't aware of it looming on the horizon, just we seemed so unprepared for it.
Because we had clients, and didn't want to disturb them with the games in the evening, the festivities were held down at Leah's mom's place. As I still hadn't finished the cake, I was late. I arrived with a princess cake (My daughter is such a girly girl now, everything is pink and princesses and dolls. How does this happen? Thankfully she still watches football with me), and the place was packed.
The adults swarmed around a set of dice and the current game, the kids swarmed around me (I was after all carrying a cake). The hour was getting late, as we had waited until after the evening church service to accommodate everyone, and Hilary was getting quite tired. So tired that as soon as the chorus of "Happy Birthday" started she burst into tears. There is something especially poignant about a three year old with tears streaming down her face as she sits in front of a cake with a freaky eyed Cinderella (I can't do eyes) as dozens of people sing "Happy Birthday".
Fortunately the sugar soon kicked in and she was once again her happy, boyant self. I was soon banished home to await the arrival of the participants of a scavanger hunt, but soon she was back home with me, playing with one of the countless princess toys she received.
I want to resist my usual bemoaning of the quick passage of time, but really how can three years pass so quickly? As she sits on my knee, patting my shoulder and watching me type, I can't help but fear how fast these days will be gone. How quickly she'll move away from Cinderella cakes, and tears on her birthday.
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I’ve been contemplating the passage of time lately, too, as my daughter chose this week to lose her top two teeth. When did she become old enough to lose teeth, I keep asking?
I guess if you’re in this frame of mind it would be wise to tell you to avoid listening to “Slipping Through My Fingers” by ABBA.
Great cake though, Clare. What a lucky girl!
I felt the same when Travis lost his first tooth a little while ago Karyn. This can’t be happening now, isn’t he supposed to be older?
The cake was just alright. Rushed and too simple. And then there were the eyes. Leah usually does those, with good reason.
Happy birthday, Hilary. (From Jade, turning 3 tomorrow.) 🙂
Happy Birthday Jade. Hope we get to meet some day,
Hilary