I don’t know what she wished for, but when I asked Cordy if we could sing Happy Birthday to her on Saturday and she said yes, I got my wish.
Cordy’s Fifth Birthday from Christina M on Vimeo.
I can’t even begin to tell you how much progress is wrapped up in that one little song and her reactions to it. It was the main topic of conversation among family for the remainder of the party.
(And this year’s cake was different, too. We avoided the usual cake, filled with artificial ingredients and enough artificial dye to turn the Scioto River red, in favor of an organic cake, with real buttercream frosting, no artificial ingredients, no HFCS, and dyes make from all-natural sources. For the first time at a birthday party, Cordy didn’t get sick or have a meltdown after eating her cake.)
It was a great party.
My goodness, she is definitely not a baby anymore; she looks so grown up! And still images do not do her justice, I can’t get over how gorgeous she is!
Congrats!
That is awesome! She looks so happy and full of life in that video and the cake looks amazing as well!
Wow. I am speachless and a little teary over that. She’s come so far. She’s lucky to have parent who advocates so much for her.
I can’t imagine how proud you must have been feeling, nor how many tears of joy you and Aaron must have shared at this wonderful moment in your families lives. Even I, a perfect stranger, cried to see Cordy enjoy this simple pleasure of having family sing to HER for her day. I hope you have many many more such joyful moments this year and all to come with your beautiful daughter. She is lucky to have you.
YAY!!! Cordy.
It was a great party for all!
Wow, she does look like such a grown-up girl! That cake looks awesome, too.
She is so beautiful! My gosh the dimples and that hair. I love her and don’t even know her. So glad I have been reading to see the changes … she is doing so well and I LOVE that for all of you. as always you are in my prayers!
I know how you feel. It was birthday number 4 when Isaac was able to tolerate the singing, and instead of him running into the other room and crying, I hid in the hallway and cried because my son had finally, for the first time ever, just been able to enjoy his own birthday party.
Quirky kids like ours sure do teach you to appreciate ordinary things, don’t they?
That is awesome, C. And the cake looks lovely.
Your daughter is lovlier, of course. I’m just sayin…