my baby

In a mint-green taffeta dress and a tiara in her hair, dear Keona glowed from the moment she opened her eyes to celebrate her 6th birthday yesterday.
She's been counting down since January 1st...her birthday year, her birthday month, and finally, the big day.
After church she prepared to receive her friends for the party. She greeted each one with a big hug and immediately swooped up their gifts--presents are my dear daughter's love language.
I learned a bit during the party...(1) I should never open one of those port-a-party small businesses, (2) structured games (which didn't happen, please see #1) help kids keep playing as a group instead of two here, three there, one alone by themselves, (3) Keona's gift of influence is extraordinary, and it comes with responsibility.
She's still my little girl, but she's growing up fast. Keona decided years ago that she was going to build a house next to our house: "You'll have to cut a hole in this house and we'll make a hall to my house! Then we'll always be together and you can help me with my children and I can do your hair."
We dream about it together, make plans for her rainbow-colored home, her barn and horses, the 11 children (6 girls and 5 boys) that she plans to adopt, and we talk about how wonderful it will be to play together forever...
Forever...

