This August was Eden's tenth birthday and together we brainstormed a spa/crafting/beach theme that would finish with a riverside picnic. She invited her closest friends and we started off the afternoon with avocado facials and mani/pedis. After some French braids and twists, we worked on floral crowns which were a huge hit. Gathering wildflowers found near our home with a few blooms from Costco, we tucked mini bundles into a hand crafted wire wreath form.
Dinner was sub sandwiches and watermelon with sparkling lemonade for the birthday toasts. Dessert was ice-cream packed in minature canning glasses kept on ice until the appropriate time. Each girl went a little crazy on the candy toppings - maybe next year we'll do toppings with a tiny scoop of ice-cream a la mode. :)
It's hard to believe that I am no longer the mother of littles; in fact, it seems a lifetime ago. I'm a huge fan of these people I have the privilege of mothering and am enjoying the expansion of my relationship with each as the years goes by. They daily surprise me with their wisdom and foresight as they ponder the meaning and lessons of life. Just today my youngest was in tears because of an offense against her by her siblings. After initially trying to work it out together, she went to her bed in tears, unable to contain her emotions. A few minutes later, I asked her if she wanted to talk to someone about her hurts and she responded that she'd already talked to someone. I knew no one else had entered her room so I asked who she had talked with. Her answer was simple, "God". In that moment of my mothering to the limit of my ability, she knew that there was One who could make up the difference. I may be mother but each year these small humans double as my teachers as they lead me to profound truth in the most ordinary of ways.
To celebrating the big years, while soaking up the every day...