Claire is now seven! It’s been a whirlwind trip with her–a little over seven years ago, I was two weeks overdue and Jack, Evelyn, and I were waiting out a horrible blizzard in Iowa that knocked out power, prevented emergency crews from going out on the roads, and freezing our water pipes. I was sure I’d be giving birth to Claire by candlelight in our bathtub but thankfully, she was kind and waited until I could make it to the hospital to be induced. Since then, she’s always laughing, screaming, running, wiggling, climbing, jumping, purring…yes, purring.
She’s going through a phase where she rolls her R’s like a Spanish pro. For example: That’s grrrrrreat. I love my new rrrrrrring. Everything is purrrrrrrrrrfect.
6:20am: Wake up before anyone’s alarm has gone off. Be fabulous.
4:05pm: Make cookies for teacher appreciation holiday tins. Help make some of birthday dinner before heading off to watch a show.
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| Her very own Hatchimal! |
7:17pm: Go caroling with friends from church. Listen to her fifth round of Happy Birthday.
8:09pm: Crash.Tuck tooth under pillow and wait for Tooth Fairy.
To say Claire had a fantastic birthday is a gross understatement but really, to say Claire didn’t have a fantastic day is highly unusual. Since her birth, she’s been a constant source of sunshine, never-ceasing wonder, pure joy, unfailing humor, vivaciousness, and moxie. We love her and count her our pride and joy and a unique blessing–a girl that is an invaluable member of our family.
