eight

Elsa Mae turned eight this week.  She wanted a star-wars, roller skating, dragon party.  And I think that’s pretty much what she got.  She was very pleased with having her parents, grandparents and 8 friends at the roller rink, and she skated til her legs were sore.  Then off to the park for (Chewbacca) cake and ice cream.  A few days later it was a celebration on the lake at Grampy’s.  The new neighbor’s invited the girls into their very warm pool so they got to swim and load up on Grampy’s homemade cookies (and ice cream again).  She was smiling from ear to ear.

And then maybe best of all, when Nina and Poppy headed home for Minneapolis they left little Phinn behind so he can try out being a farm dog.  The girls are smitten.  Aside from chasing the cats he is doing great, and even though he’s not big and floppy (and I’ll eventually need one of those), I have to say I’m warming up to him.  

Elsa Mae. Sunshine in our life.  Your humor and laughter and strong determination delight us all.  Your generous, kind spirit so often leads the way.  You are a joy to know and love.  We are so blessed to have you in our lives.  Happy eighth birthday sweet girl.  We love you so.