SEVEN!
When I started blogging, Brighid was seven months old. Now she is seven. She loves dressups and so I made her a princess dressup dress for her birthday. This morning (day of the party), I was working on finishing the dress when I discovered I had nowhere near the right size zip. In a small town where shops are closed on part of Saturday and all of Sunday, I was very grateful to get there in time for an appropriate zip. The party was a wonderful success, and after a short rest, we went to the 21st birthday party of a special young woman who has babysat for us, whose mother is my right hand woman who cares for our children when both of us are at work and who is a fabulous mother in her own right now. All the celebration of youth and hope and joy and exuberance is so special and I'm appreciating it so much more as the flip side to the stories of struggle and decline we have been witnessing and sharing in our family in recent months. Super Uncle has been visiting, and had th