My birthday is in the middle of July which meant I was always out of school and most of my friends were away and so was I, which meant that my party usually was a “mom and me” thing, usually somewhere in Europe, or where ever we were that July.
Although I don’t have any feelings of being lonely, I did feel a teensy bit sorry for our lovely visiting girl turning sweet sixteen away from her family and, as there were only seven girls in her tour, we decided to have a birthday party and invite the whole bunch for a spaghetti supper, cake and a viewing of Pirates of the Caribbean (Ayaka’s favorite movie).
Morgan, being “one of the girls” picked a chair and resolutely refused to leave the party. Each time I shooed her off she circled the table and jumped right back on her chair.
I can’t tell you how wonderful it was to have a mass of giggling, laughing teens here and I think the energy was really good for the spirit of the house especially after the disaster and during the full-swing-ahead renovations.
Little prezzies were given and received,
The cake was lit and brought in to much cheer and applause. A very loud and rousing Happy Birthday was sung and the candles were blown out.
And everyone was settled under comfy quilts in the library to watch their movie.
A lovely evening and wonderful memories were made today. Memories of a sweet sixteen, a first time alone away from home, a first time in a foreign country, and of good, loving friends.