Walking through the dark woods tonight, hand in mine, Smallest looked up at the sky, and said in all seriousness “I made the stars.”
I don’t quite know what she meant, but I wasn’t going to argue. In showing them to me with fresh eyes, she might as well have made them just for us. I love sharing her world, looking at her stars, and most especially, holding her hand.
Today was Big’s day as well. Her 12th birthday. As she got most of her present at Christmas it was a lowkey affair this morning, though I did still hand her something to unwrap. And then there were some disappointments to cope with before spending an evening receiving beautiful handmade presents from friends, eating cake they had made, and playing games. So all in all, a good day I think, though I will try to make up for the disappointments tomorrow.
Happy birthday to my big girl, and lovely stars from Smallest. Life doesn’t get much better.
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