One week ago, we celebrated Madeline Kate's 11th birthday. It was surreal on many levels, and maybe all the processing is why I am just getting around to blogging about it now. It seems unbelievable this baby of ours is 11 years old! Naturally, Mama remembers every little thing about how she came to be-- from my denial, fear and excitement of a fourth child... to the sunny, warm, overdue day she came into this world. That JUST HAPPENED; yet, now, she has all clothes on her birthday list, eats peas, had a gift delivered from her "boyfriend," and is getting ready to go middle school.
It was unusual celebrating a child's birthday under a stay-at-home order, but it sure was not unpleasant. We are not big partiers, anyway. A typical Krinke birthday is marked by one grandma making dinner, the other grandma making dinner, cake and presents at home, and maybe a special outing with one or two friends. This year, we stayed home. I put up a yard sign and drivers-by honked. Family socially distanced their greetings and gifts. Several friends called, FaceTimed, or dropped off gifts at the door. Maddy got a new basketball, so we shot hoops.
That evening, she told me it was the best day, and she would like to celebrate her birthday in quarantine every year. She is the best kind of human, and her joy-filled, optimistic approach will mean everything in this life. Happy, happy birthday, Madeline Kate! Jesus loves you and Mommy does, too.
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