We're having a rare, bonafide Snow Day
complete with blanketing, gorgeous white
snow, with the promise of more on the way.
And, I am on the first day of a head cold,
my first of the year. All of this means,
I am sitting down. In fact, I am sitting
down with my feet propped on our front,
picture window watching the kids play
outside.
Sweet G had her birthday last weekend,
and oh, it was well deserved.
We've officially closed down the blah that is 13.
That year is done, gone, buried, in the past.
We welcomed the blank slate of a new year with open
arms and a hand-built box made of cereal box cardboard,
white glue, newsprint, and a coat hanger.
Finding the perfect blue crepe paper was both frustrating
and simple. I ordered two different papers, one turned
out to be a grey navy, and the other hot pink (it was
a mistake at the warehouse). Then, I found the perfect
blue within blocks of our house.
As much as we'd like to leave the entire year of 13
behind, there is much we have to carry forward.
Sweet G is still on a medical rebuilding plan, and is
still not allowed sweets. Which left us with a puzzle.
What to fill a pinata with?
Well, there were small balloons with jokes inside.
And then we added, handmade pom-poms, chinese
yo-yos, gel pens, rubber band bracelets made by Little e,
and then I raided my bin of Holiday Market Goods from
days-gone-by. This added fabric crowns and pen holders.
Making the pinata itself was a lot of fun.
Details, details.
The pinata was one part of a very fun evening. G invited
over 4 wonderful friends, for a sleepover. There was
laughter, games, Dr Horrible, live recitations of Avatar
the Last Airbender, Digbys (G and I made a Digby for
each of the guests), flaming flowers and dinosaur
candles.
We haven't every done a pinata for either of the girls'
birthdays before, and I think this was the perfect year
to begin. It was cathartic for all to bash it to bits.
Happy Birthday, Sweet G. May 14 be a kinder year than
13.