So, I finally made it to one of Zoë’s birthday celebrations. I’ve missed everyone of them (with the exception of THE birth day). As a godmother, I really have regretted missing them. As a non-parent who just experienced squealing of girls high on sugar, well, I’m beginning to think I was wise in skipping a few. Actually, that’s not true. I keep lying. It was nice to be there and see her with her friends and not just be a voice on the phone that’s far away. A slight headache is worth the price of active admission in a wee one’s life.
So here are some pictures. It’s not David or historic, but it’s personal — and there can’t be more beauty in that.
|Zoe’s 5th Birthday|