Divine: The Sprite
Meet the culprit in the Broken Santa incident.
She's turning 5 years old today.
I love her dearly. So dearly.
Today, I reflect that the joy and delight she brings to our home far outshines a paltry Superglue-repaired salt dough Santa (or any other thing I think I care about).
His face glows jaundiced with primary school tempera paints.
Her face glows with sprightliness.
I think we shall indeed live happily ever after- despite what breaks among us;
this Sprite, the Broken Santa and me.
this Sprite, the Broken Santa and me.
Labels: baby's birthday, Decay Vs. Divine, SoulPerSuit
paper lantern of the day Monday, February 09, 2009
11 Comments:
Erin, how very dear! :)
Happy Birthday, Little One.
And I forgot to say... that commentary on the fairy tale ending was lovely, unexpected.
What a cutie! hope she has a great day.
just can't stand how cute she is. I say we draw up the marriage contracts soon...just imagine the cheeky cuteness she and Jack would produce! :)
so cute! she's 5 now? time flies!
The Sprite is adorable. I read and enjoyed this yesterday, but I had to go back and read about the fractured Santa, and then forgot to post. Santa made me smile to think how many memories can be encapsulated in a bit of salt dough and paint. As I think the ending of your poem implies, happily ever after doesn't depend on things, but on people we love.
I echo Nikki's thoughts exactly! I, too, went back to read about the Santa and then forgot to comment until I saw you over at my blog today. Thank you for stopping by and for your kind words. :o)
What an adorable little girl you have!
Love the pictures! I think I like the Santa better glued together. It reminds me that when pieces break in our lives, God picks them, and makes them whole again.
adding your blog to the list.
thanks for your visit!
lovely photos.
Yes, the ending brings a lump to throat--imagining the things that will break between me and my children. you took me there. and a hppy birthday to your little sprite.
erin,
your affection for this precious one is tenderizing. thank you for your visit at weaving and for receiving me.
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