A birthday and a Big Reveal

This past weekend was a whirlwind of birthday celebrations and a long-anticipated visit from the fairies.

Which played out something like this.

A fairy letter, and a fairy gift.

Fairy dust. And the cutest fairy door knocker, which really knocks.

I'm sorry to say that during the making of this fairy door production, some animal decals were, in fact, harmed. Like this mama duck's third duckling which was murdered to make room for the door.

She had spent the night before with her Granny and Grampy, which is when the big reveal was assembled. 6 months of plotting, organising, hunting and gathering of all things fairy.

SO worth it.

Fairy-sized treasures.

Lip balm, Old Maid and this book, which makes me want to reach back in time to when she was a baby and I held her for hours, marvelling at her lashes and fingers and inhaling her sleepy warmth.

She is loving that door. Even though it's fallen down - twice. Right off the wall. This is potentially why dad should have installed the door rather than mom, who was definitely leading the race in the enthusiasm department but apparently never quite made it to the finish line when it came to the construction side of things.

Anyway. I told her the door fell down because two really round fairies tried to push through it at the same time. This made perfect sense to her. And, in the spirit of love and acceptance which we try to foster here, we have left our round fairy friends some chocolates in the fairy garden tonight.

I was secretly hoping that on the morning of my 35th birthday, I would wake up with profound thoughts on life knocking at my door.

Didn't happen.

Instead, I celebrated. For two days running, in fact. Opened gifts, answered phone calls, ate a fine French meal and spent the day at a spa with my lovely friends. Enjoyed a house full of birthday flowers - and chocolates! Which she surreptitiously sneaks out of the bowl when she thinks no-one is looking.

And at the end of the second day, as the celebrations eventually drew to a close, I was left with two thoughts. Not hugely profound, but persistent nonetheless.

That to be loved is the luckiest thing on earth.

And that to see the world through the eyes of a child is to experience life as fresh, new, sparkling.

This, I think, is the greatest gift of all.


Jeannine said…
The fairy door is gorgeous!
Melanie said…
Absolutely "beariful"! :-)
I finally got to see the video... adorable! Immy really is so blessed to have a mama who really goes the extra mile to make life special for her. That fairy door is just too bloody cute!