The princess party was a huge success! Even if at about 40 mins out I was still slicing apples and shaking nervously about getting it all done. We finished hanging the last decoration as the first guest arrived which to me is right on time. For the first time ever, everyone we invited said that they were going to be able to come. We did have two families cancel day of due to sickness, but that still left us with 42 people including us. Ha. It was crowded and busy and hectic, but it was wonderful. I enjoy having people we love and who are big parts of our lives here with us to celebrate. Eldest had a great time. We were sad to miss friends who live far away, one friend in particular who has been here to set up, celebrate, and clean up every year up until now. He moved away in January and we still miss him dearly.
Today was Eldest's actual birthday. We had our traditional morning wake up muffin and Happy Birthday song. Then Mom's family called (all together) to sing Happy Birthday. Dad took both girls out for lunch at a local Mexican restaurant, where she was given a dessert and made to wear a Sombrero while they sang to her in Spanish. Dad says the look on her face was priceless, glad he caught it on Instagram. This evening we went out to dinner with mom's family to celebrate more.
I also had 6th grade graduation tonight, and had a mini-melt down over the state of girlhood. I remember my 6th grade graduation and how awkward and childlike we all looked. The boys in their stuffy shirts and ties and the girls in "church dresses". Well tonight the boys still looked awkward in their stuffy shirts and ties, but the girls looked like they stepped out of this year's prom catalog! I saw several pairs of stiletto heels! I guess it has just been an emotional thinking back time for me since the weekend, but it makes me so sad. What are these girls going to have to look forward to in High School? What sort of things will they be wanting to wear? Then what about my precious babies who were in Princess dresses this weekend? I worry about all the pressure we put on girls. How early it is starting, and how it comes down to the responsibility of parents to put their foot down and say "NO" they are only 11 and 12 after all. It is my prayer that my girls will find their beauty and value in who they are in Christ at that and every age instead of in what they wear or how they look.
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