We celebrated her birthday with cake, back then when she was tiny enough

to sit on my lap, and too little to talk.  When sticking her tiny finger

into the icing, was important to her.

Last evening we celebrated her birthday again.  This time, she is 8 years old, and told me
that she did not have any specific request for what kind of cake she wanted.  She told me to
surprise her.  I know a lot about this special granddaughter.  I know she likes ice cream.  I
know she likes flowers and butterflies.  So, I decided to put them all together, just for her.
I never have been one to make traditional birthday cakes.  I admire those who do, but this
is my way. 

I took a white, square ironstone container, that I had.  I filled it with balls of chocolate and
vanilla ice cream.  I cut flowers from a faux arrangement that I had in a closet for a few years.
I placed individual stems of flowers into cut straws, and pushed the straw, with the flower,
into the ice cream, continuing until the container was filled with flowers.  I then took
chocolate magic shell and covered all of the top of the ice cream.  The chocolate was to
resemble garden soil.

This was a simple concept for a birthday celebration.  I added tall thin candles, lighting them
right before I was ready to serve it.  After we sang to this precious girl, her and I easily
removed all the flowers and the straws, and then the ice cream was devoured.

Each year, I wonder how I will keep coming up with ideas, but

as you can see, the children are so easy to please.

After all, it is the people that we celebrate, and not how

we celebrate that makes the difference.  When we share these

special moments, it always brings love and laughter to our hearts.

Last evening was no exception.  I pray that she has many more

birthday celebrations in the years ahead.

 

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