Cerebration/Celebration
Can it be possible, we ask ourselves. She'll be ten years old. Abundantly clear that it is possible, and she certainly will be. At her age, she's already as tall as I am. We likely weigh the same. She could, conceivably, wear the same size clothing that I do. Not the shoes, though. She will, eventually, grow into her feet. It seems to me that every day is a party for her. At least every week-end day, released from the predictability and work associated with school. When one or more of her girlfriends descend upon her home to run through it and its environs in gleeful oblivion to the presence of others possessing more tender ears.
What to give the child who has everything? I suppose one could characterize almost any child living in the western world as being possessed with "everything". So, using one's imagination, and relying on observation and past experience, one offers those things pleasing to a child, and on the other hand those things pleasing to a growing-up girl. Our neighbour, Wendy, always knows how to please either a child or a girl or a woman. Wendy has already presented our Angelyne with a birthday gift. From the Internet, as is her wont, she purchased two sets of notecards and envelopes complete with flowery stick-ons. The first card produced with the kit was one of thanks to Wendy.
The preliminary birthday gift from us, a large inflatable swimming pool with pump is still undergoing the filling-up stage, begun last Saturday, and slowly being allowed to fill, using the house well water. Cautiously, somewhat slowly, not wanting to drain the well precipitously, however unlikely that would seem. Although not yet completely full, it is now being happily utilized. I've been looking at little summer shirts, and will complement them with a frilly, girly skirt.
We've decided I won't bake a cake this year. We'll buy a pre-made birthday cake, replete with sprinkles and candies and frosted flowers. And I've got the job of assembling goody bags for the little girls who will be attending this girl-child's tenth birthday celebration. That will test my ability to remember back to when I was a child and what I would most likely have desired; a grab-bag of hair ornaments, books, stuffed animals.
She's attended a number of tenth-birthday celebrations for her school chums. She has a yardstick. She has expectations, but they are not at all difficult to fulfill; after all she has had no difficulty in meeting our expectations for the past decade.
posted by Pieface @ Tuesday, June 20, 2006
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