Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Once there was a girl who had a tree.
She really loved the tree.
One day a man with a saw came by and tried to cut down the tree.
The girl got a stop sign and said "STOP!"
The girl went back to loving the tree and the man with the saw was taken to prison. The end.
Monday, February 07, 2011
Ruby wanted a cowgirl party this year. It was kind of epic. I wish I could show you pictures with the actual six-year-old cowgirls in them, but I don't want to freak out any of the other kids' mothers. Anyway, sparkly cowgirl hats are pure awesome dollar store madness.
Thursday, February 03, 2011
I have been a mother for six years. Six years. Usually I write Ruby a letter on her birthday, but I've become more and more slack on that over the last few years and I don't think mere words could even start to convey how I feel about her. She is without a doubt the most lovely and complicated human being I've ever met. She's smart (taught herself to read! It just magically came forth one day), generous, gracious, sensitive, and really really funny. She's an amazing artist, a (usually) patient big sister, a beauty, a great friend, and a gentle soul. I guess I can put some of it into words.
This year we had our first ever mother/daughter fancy restaurant birthday lunch and it was magical. We've agreed to do it every year for the rest of our lives. I'm committed to instilling snobby food values into this kid, I tell ya. I think forcing her to go to garage sales and thrift stores balances it out.
Oh, and here is the progress on her "real" birthday doll. Not much, eh? I'm trying people, I'm trying.