Olivia is turning 10 next week. We have been planning for at least three years to have her ears pierced for her 10th birthday. We’ve talked about it for so long~ I can’t believe that the time has finally arrived. Since we are moving next week, we decided to celebrate her birthday earlier. All along, I planned to take her myself and spend the day with her somewhere special, spend the night in a hotel, have lots of time to share our hearts and do things that she may like. We did exactly that and it was wonderful!
Livy usually gets sick at the sight of blood or when she gets hurt. I was a little nervous what she would do when they pierced her ears. She was a little nervous, but much better than I thought she would feel.
We drove to Birmingham and checked into the Winfrey. They were so sweet to her when we arrived. They gave us two tokens to use at the carousel in the mall and a “Happy Birthday” balloon.
We shopped and I realized that I don’t have a little girl anymore. We had a great time trying on clothes and I loved watching her choose wisely what she wanted to spend her birthday money on.
We ate breakfast at IHOP the next morning, and I think her eyes were bigger than her stomach. We shopped for Lucy’s birthday and I got to use up a gift card from Christmas. We ended the trip by riding the carousel together.
When you look at a calendar, you see 365 days and think there is tons of time- so many days in the week, so many hours in the day, so many minutes to fill. But somehow that big number shrinks the older I get. I feel like there are not enough- I want more days with these kids, more hours like these, more minutes to make memories and listen to them and enjoy them. I know it gets harder the older they get- I hear parents lament the attitudes of their teenagers- and I long for these kids to be different than that. I want sweet days with them; I want easy relationships with them. What will the future hold for these children? How will our relationships change? This season is sweet and I have enjoyed olivia so much. I pray that each season is sweeter than the one before. How thankful I am for the privilege of parenting.