From the very break of day,
Before the children rise and play,
Before the greenness turns to gold,
Tomorrow I'll be six years old. . .
~ Gateways :: Wynstones :: Traditional
Willow got a garden girl, to go along with his Pelle, because it was her half-birthday. Who could pass up such a sweet little chicken in a basket? We celebrated with Becky and a big clap of thunder. Truly, I don't think I've ever heard one so near and so LOUD! Well, that is how he came into this world, anyhow, just ahead of a string of big storms and a tornado.
Happy birthday, sweet Roan! What adorable little dolls.
ReplyDeleteThank you! Aren't they sweet? :-)
DeleteAh looks like you had a lovely birthday celebration and some drama too with the thunder. We had some a while back that was just overhead - frightening! Yes its so true - children thrive on knowing the little traditions we have in place through the year, especially on their birthdays - mine certainly expect a certain 'set up' for their birthdays each time! - the rhythm and predictablilty is so nourishing for them. Those dolls look very sweet. :-)
ReplyDeleteIt is amazing what children remember and what is special to them. I forget so much! ;-)
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