On Turning 7
My daughter turned 7 last week. She wanted a gymnastics party with her friends. I had no idea how to throw a gymnastics party. Turns out if you invite 10 gymnasts over to your house, you don’t have to do anything to turn it into a gymnastics party. They do it themselves. We picked the girls up from practice and brought them to our house for the party. Minutes after walking in the door, they were on the bar downstairs, then the trampoline, then doing their routine in the back yard. In the midst of the all that flipping, they also ate, tie dyed and played a messy game with cones and icing. Cartwheel once again proved her awesomeness when she made an appearance and then tolerated being passed around from one giggling girl to the next. Seriously, look at that cat’s face? That look says it all. Yet she didn’t flinch once… she let every single girl hold her. World’s Best Cat. right there. ...