My lovely girl turns 14 this weekend.
Sunday. September 11.
She turned 4 the day terrorists attacked our country, and every year since her celebrations have been under the cloud of the horrible events of that day.
When she started school, the morning routine was for every birthday child to be called to the principal’s office and get a special birthday pencil. Except on September 11, when opted for a moment of silence instead.
Certainly these remembrances are important and appropriate. But it still kind of sucks to be a kindergartener waiting for your big birthday pencil moment that never comes.
So this weekend, as the 10-year tributes blanket the country, we are headed out to the coast to camp on the beach. We’ll hunt shells instead of watch TV, build sand castles instead of seeing towers fall. It’s not that we don’t care, but we will honor those lost by seeking peace and joy.
But before we head out, we are eating some birthday cake, and celebrating the girl who brings color and joy to our lives every single day. Even on September 11.
My rainbow cake rendition is
a little lopsided the leaning tower of Cake-za. But the surprise when she cut into it was awesome. I hope this weekend, you and yours are also surprised by rainbows in the middle of storms
If you want to make the cake, you can see a way better version of it here at Whisk Kid.