The other day was my daughter’s birthday. She turned four. She is the baby of the family, with an older brother and sister, but she doesn’t compromise on personality.
Caylie was so excited that the whole day was special just for her. We had been counting down the days until her birthday for her, so when it finally arrived, she knew something extraordinary was under way. The minute she woke up in the morning she bounced out of bed beaming and announcing that today she was four! I offered pancakes for breakfast, and Caylie ate them one after another with relish. We presented her with her birthday gifts, and she opened them with sheer pleasure. She was delighted with our choices, and was so proud of her new, Big Girl Stuff. Throughout the day she was given the supreme privilege of choosing our activities. She chose to go to the water park, and all three kids had a great time splashing and spraying each other. We had a meal of Caylie’s request at dinner time: chicken nuggets, corn on the cob, and v
eggie sticks with dip. Then came cake and ice cream. Caylie got to pick which piece she wanted first, and she gobbled a large piece with ice cream and sprinkles. Then the family sat down to watch a movie together before bed.
Caylie was utterly thrilled with her day. She was so proud of herself for turning four, so happy to be the centre of attention and the recipient of special things. Her quirky little satisfied smile just made my heart skip. The things we did to please her on her birthday were so simple, yet I could tell they meant everything to her. Someday she won’t be so easily contented, but for now she’s still our little girl; happy to have her family around her enjoying some fun and some treats together. 
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