Our thought of a relaxed Aimee-style day didn't happen. She was pretty out of it and needed oxygen most of the day. It was easy to fall into the sadness of the day, of what the day wasn't. Ed and I felt pretty low all day, though wanting to celebrate Aimee. Thankfully, at the end of the day, she was more alert. We all piled into her bed to sing songs. This turned into a dance party in her room. The boys were full of energetic, wild dance moves and our laughter was the right way to end the day.
Snow accumulated, even more than the morning Aimee was born. Bright and beautiful, just like she always is.
Caleb anxiously awaited celebrating Aimee turning 8.
As on every birthday, and nearly every other day, we kissed and snuggled our girl.
Today, belatedly, the boys and I made decorations for Aimee to enjoy over her couch. Even though she has cried through a good portion of this day, even though it is easy to feel laid low, Aimee is worth celebrating. She is worth our best dance moves and our biggest laughter on her 8th birthday.
We love you, Aimee. Happy birthday!
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