Laowai

She had a birthday party here:

I made a cake:

She invited the girls from her class:

Here’s the invitation:

I made pom pom hats for each girl:

We sang happy birthday (apparently it’s a thing to say cha cha cha after every line of the happy birthday song… if you’re a second grader):

And she blew out her candles:

Now she’s EIGHT:

I love the moment when everyone is singing happy birthday and I feel a flush of emotion as I look at my daughter. So big, so smart so clever so beautiful – it all comes rushing at me for that small moment. And then she blows out her candles and I clap and smile. Inside I’m doing the biggest cheer and applause ever, jumping up and down, bravo my love, bravo!