Thursday, September 25, 2008

Real Life

Birthday party plans are continuing at a fevered pace. Come tomorrow evening our kitchen will be streamer bedecked, balloon stuffed, and princess pretty. There are princess plates and napkins. The punch bowl will be full of pink tinged punch.

One big sister will be eating favoring one side of her mouth - she has her first loose tooth. (Side note: how is my baby old enough to be losing her teeth?) She will offer advice to her sister on the best way to blow out birthday candles. She will help open the presents. If Tigger consents.

One baby sister will be gleefully eating cake - getting it in her hair and possibly her eyes and ears. Every grandma (there will be four) at the party will cringe and reach for a washcloth. She will be scrubbed within an inch of her life. But it will have been worth it. You'll know by the grin on her face.

Some people will be traveling from far away to celebrate four years of Tigger. Some people will travel across town. Some loved ones live too far away and wish they could come. After all, it isn't every day you can eat princess cake on a princess plate and watch a not-quite-four-year-old tear into a dozen beautifully wrapped presents.

And right now I am hoping with all my heart that one of our loved ones will be able to come. He told me yesterday, "We wouldn't miss that." He fussed (just a bit) at my dad for offering to drive him to the party. I know he would prefer not to be out at night. He still promised to be there.

But that was yesterday and today he is in the hospital. I don't know any more than that at the moment. Yesterday he seemed fine and today he is not fine.

I'm hoping he'll be out soon, ready to fuss at his doctors. Ready to scold everyone for over-reacting. Ready to tease everyone. Ready to eat birthday cake at his great-granddaughter's fourth birthday party. It won't be the same if he's not here.

1 comment:

Tarah said...

You and your family are in my prayers.

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