On the Eve of Mother's Day

Seven years ago, I became a mother.

I think it's unique and special that in a week's time,
I celebrate both my daughter's birthday,
marking my entry into motherhood,
and Mother's Day itself.
It kinda makes for a weepy momma truth be told.

My Aynsley.
I love to watch *and hear* her move about her space,
carrying creativity everywhere she goes.
She is never, and I mean never, without a whistle.
It's the indicator that all is well in her world.
She marvels that I, her mother, cannot whistle.
I marvel at her talents with a pencil and paper.
Her artwork amazes me.

She's feisty and stubborn. Her daddy thinks she's a born litigator.
She meets friends everywhere she travels...
I suppose she might get that from her grandfather, my Dad...
they know no strangers. It's a gift, that friendly spirit.

So she turned seven over the weekend
and we celebrated spa-style with a few of her friends.
I thought I'd share some pictures of the fun.

The Spa awaits its guests...

Goodies for our patrons...

The guests arrive and the excitement starts...

The Cake:

Many thanks to Miss Christine for her help with manicures.

The birthday girl chose lavender....

...waiting for the facial lady to quit taking pictures :)

Ayns and Em post "facial"

♫Candle time!♫

Could they be any cuter?

It was a happy birthday for Aynsley Grace and

it is a sweet Mother's Day for her momma.

♥