Aria awoke on this, her seventh birthday to find a trail of glass jewels to follow. They lead to a scroll inviting her to the woods for a magical surprise. In the woods there was a rope winding around and through the trees for a quite a way. At the end there was a fairy house with a fairy and a sweet dream pillow especially for her.
Birthdays are magical things.
5 comments:
especially when you have such magical parents :)
happy happy birthday aria !
us :)
sounds so lovely
Happy Birthday Aria.
Oh, that sounds like a beautiful morning.
M
oh, seven...
such a big leap to me
i remember sitting beside each other in the riding room of the delhi playgroup and you asking me to be aria's godmother... that feels like two years ago; it feels like twenty years ago...
we watch time pass in our children's faces, and get to 'forget' to look into our own; it is a charmed life
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