My Rabbit recently had her eighth birthday. Oh, how I love this sweet girl of mine! She is smart and capable, tender-hearted and caring, feisty and strong-willed. She can screech like a banshee when provoked, but when she's happy she sings--and sings beautifully. She is usually happy.
Not long ago, I felt like she was growing up so fast, and moving away from us at an alarming rate. Especially when she was in school, I felt like she was detaching herself from us and latching onto the big, busy, exciting world as fast as she could. I worried about this, that I hadn't had time to prepare her for the various pitfalls she would encounter. And I was sad that she was spreading her wings so quickly after such a short time in the nest.
This last year plus has been such a gift, having her home with me. She has been happy at home, and in fact recently wrote a paragraph about how much she loves homeschool. It's like she willingly settled back down into the nest, and I have loved that. She is such a blessing to have at home in so many ways, from her melodious piano playing to her competent help with the chores to the evidence of her creativity everywhere. Mostly I just enjoy her usually sunny disposition, her happy smile, her loves and snuggles.
I think she had a wonderful birthday. She wanted hamburgers, and with this mild weather we were able to cook them outdoors. She wanted cupcakes, so I baked some and let the kids go crazy with the frosting and sprinkles. And she had a long list of presents she wanted, but seemed very pleased with the few small gifts we bought her. Here are pictures.