A Picnic Party

Two Novembers ago, I felt that she was on the precipice of knowing who she was and being confident in that knowledge. A couple of years on, and she seems like a different person, though actually, she is not at all. She has become truly her. And she has grabbed a hold of it, running, smiling, laughing and with her whole heart. 

She spends her spare minutes drawing, crafting, creating.

Or dressing up and singing to her mirror image.

She notices people and what they might be feeling, and tries to make life happy for others.

She gives gifts and gets so much joy from it.

She loves friends and flowers.

So for her sixth birthday we gave her a flowery picnic with one special friend and her family. We ate her favourite foods, used fancy glasses and dined on a picnic quilt that I made for her. 

And it felt like a very special day, for a very special girl: India Eve!