eight years, eight years!

A. had her eighth birthday on the 18th.  I'm always filled with wonder at the years as we look back, at the bliss of her birth, fatigued happiness in her early days, the sunshine and storms and more sunshine over the years.  She's such a bright, strong, fiercely kind person.  I'm honored to be her mom.

We always go together and let her pick out party supplies. 

Before guests arrives -

Our people arrived!  Gifts happened!

Then it was time for cookies and ice cream!