Friday, February 4, 2011

Can she really be Seven????

Sometimes it is so hard to believe she is Seven.  At other times I feel like shes 16...  Either way, I have been blessed with every day I have been able to spend with her.  She is smart, she if funny, she is intense... but best of all, she is full of love.  For me, for Dad, for her brother (that took a while), and for God.  Some days she is easy, some days she is difficult, but every day is a gift.

A cake I made and brought to school for her to share with friends.  Not planned, but she had a rough morning with a friend, and rough mornings are not allowed on birthdays!  I definitely smoothed things over :)


It has become a fun tradition to make the kids cakes...  This year it was vanilla ice cream with Oreo filling and whipped cream frosting.  It was so yummy!

To this day I remember on my 18th birthday my Dad gave me flowers.  Apparently he had gone out to get me jewelry and just couldn't do it.  I was still his little girl.  Se he came home with flowers instead.  Best birthday gift I have ever received.  I make sure to get them for Em every year more for me to remember my dad more than anything else, but I can tell she loves them :)





Cupcakes..  because "not everyone likes ice cream mom..."


Dad had to leave before her party and drew her an airplane.  A friend thought Michael did it :)  ha ha.  Em was so happy that Daddy left her something.  She colored it in and had to "design her spot."  Notice the flowers she drew?  I am forever going to miss the phonetic spelling of first grade.  Her party was "owsum, supr & grat!"  It was a great day for Emily...                                                  


Birthdays past :

Six Years Old

5 Years Old

 

A week before her 4th birthday, we spent a week in the hospital with Pneumonia...  She was such a trooper.  She was so fragile as a little kid.  The first 3 months were terrifying with constant x-rays, throwing up, and inability to breathe.  Heart surgery, years of respiratory issues...  Most of the time I forget how fragile life is.  Seeing these pictures of her in her huge hospital bed remind me of how special she is.  She might not have made it past 6 months if she were born 50 yrs ago.  she would have died in her sleep and be labeled a "SIDS" baby.  We are blessed with her, there is no doubt.

A few days after coming home from the hospital.  4th birthday!