Tonight's party, that is.
My sweet Ruby turned SIXTEEN on Tuesday. So, we are having a surprise party in her honor tonight.
My In-love's are on their way from Sarasota as I type, Peach and I picked up the decorations last night, and as far as I can tell, Ruby has no clue!
Today will be filled with "Grandma and Papa are coming" prep (code for "we're havin' a party" prep), cake baking, and Mama's baby is a grown-up angst.
How did this happen?! She was walking around in her daddy's dress shoes just yesterday...today she can't even fit into MY shoes! Just last week she answered the phone, "Hey-yo, Daddy!", and today it's "Pink residence, this is Ruby speaking."
I have a very tender, wistful post in my head, but my heart won't let me type it. Maybe, just maybe, if I don't put it down in words, it won't be real. Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow and she'll still be three...
Maybe, but probably not.
And so, I'm out of luck.
Pray for me friends, this isn't gonna be easy.