Yesterday was Autumn's fairy party. This was an especially important one because her birthday got "cancelled" last year when our house sold and we were moving out the week after her birthday. Chris ran the show when I woke up without a voice, officially earning his "I have 6 girls and am proud of it" badge in fatherhood. The girls decorated fairy wings, made fairy shrinky dinks, had a "fairy naming ceremony", did a little scavenger hunt and finished the day off with some butterfly cupcakes and chocolate bird nests. (Thank you, Hello Cupcake. Again. I know how to decorate cakes, but I think we are converted to the ease of cupcakes. Definitely.)
There are very few pictures since Chris was probably a little out of his element as it was, but I do have a few that I will post tomorrow. Must sleep. Now. Ok, after this last thought.
I love my Autumn. Her middle name, Joye, sums it all up. She is such a joy to our house. She is so thoughtful of her sisters, looking out for everyone. She tends to get in trouble for not doing the "not so important in the long run" stuff like....her chores or school. But when she isn't doing her school, it is because she has been ShangHai-ed by Elise or Hannah. They know that Autumn will kindly help them with whatever they need, whether it be help choosing out colors for a piece of art they are working on or build an especially cool Lego creation. Since she first learned how to read, she would read books to her sisters in the best voices. She can do all sorts of accents and is an expert story teller. In addition to all of the above, she is the most tender hearted little girl I have met. Gosh, Autumn. I just love you! Hannah wrapped up her favorite toy for Autumn's birthday present. A little later, I was talking to Autumn about her presents and she told me how much Hannah loved that toy. She realized the importance of that sacrifice, which is so Autumn. Last note and then I will go to bed. Swear. Double pinky promise. We have a tradition (that I want to change) that allows our kids a job free birthday. It gets a little annoying when you are holding a leaky baby and ask for a diaper to hear "But its my birthday." So lets go back to Autumn's birthday. I can't talk. Chris and Rachel are at a service project. I am trying to get 100 and 10 things done for her birthday and to get the house cleaned up. Autumn was helping me like crazy all morning long. I didn't hear (not 1 time all morning) the much beloved Kang daughter response of "But its my birthday!" from her. Not once. Autumn-melli, I love you more than a lavender italian soda. Add that to my list, too. She is my daughter that loves lavendery cuisine as much (or more) as I do. Goodnight, all.
4 comments:
I can't wait to see the pictures...I can wait to hear Sofia's response to them. Sounds like it was a great party!
what a little sweetie!
Sounds like you had a crazy day! Autumn is so nice and sweet! I wish that saying "But it's my birthday" would work in our house. But if I say that I just get into more trouble.:) I hope you get your voice back soon!
Hey! Where are pictures?
Post a Comment