When she turned 16 I told her we would have a party... But we were in the middle of moving and life was pretty busy. So in character my ever understanding daughter said.. "Mom don't worry about it! 16 1/2 is what really matters. That's when I get my license." Well when August rolled around and no party had been planned I decided now this year I was going to do something big.
And I bought fitting party plates.
Borrowed my friends popcorn machine.
And told people to show up for a surprise party for Malaina.
I had a couple of friends show up for moral support.
While the bonfire blazed in the backyard.
We waited in the cornfield and around the side of the shed.
And may have been a little flustered. But look she was wearing a party dress like she was going to a party!!
She had cousins and friends show up to hang out.
The birthday girl and wonderful dad! She still is a daddy's girl. Loving to sit next to him whenever she can!
Evan says.... "We did it"! Or maybe he was just being crazy.
As we sat around the next night speaking of our favorites I begin to get this lump in my throat. The reality hit me with a thundering force.... My sweet girl is going to be 18 next year and our days of sitting around as a complete family on a birthday are numbered. I almost couldn't get my words of affirmation out as I swallowed hard and blinked harder. This girl has blessed our home in so many ways. I will not think about the hole she will leave when she skips off to college.
We have been evaluating where that may be and scheduling some visits soon.
It's just too quick for me.
I need more time.
Her smile says all you need to know.
She is a delightful girl and I am honored to be her mom.