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Your 5th Birthday

Dear Daughter,
Its been another two months since you’ve turned five and I’m yet again late in writing to you. Your fifth birthday was a Unicorn themed affair with a purple twilight sparkle starring on the invitation card. You did take a while to decide what theme you wanted as every other character or theme seemed to ignite your imagination right from the start. At some point or the other you were interested in hatchimals and at another it was the Miraculous Ladybug (that’s was your favourite TV show for a few months. You rarely watched anything other than that but now you are back to Paw Patrol) . The latest trend in the collectible eggs (colleggtibles for short – yes that’s a thing in late 2010s) category is L.O.L. Surprises but by the time you caught on to it and declared it to be your desired theme, we had planned and made bookings based on your last choice i.e. Unicorn / Pony – not the same thing but you were not complaining and that’s all that matters. You didn’t really stop at that though – you started planning the other characters into your future birthday celebrations. As of last count you have been known to have themes decided as far as your 9th birthday !

The party itself was what you and your mom wanted it to be. Your inspiration being your friends’ parties you have been to, you wanted it to have everything from an entertainer showering extra importance on you – the birthday girl, a game of limbo, maybe some pin the donkey and lots of running around and in the end a goodie bag for you to handout as a return gift. We had all of that.

Your mom wanted it to be in keeping with the standards set by our Indian friends and parents of your friends at school. I think we did that and maybe raised the bar even. At the end of the day, you were happy and that’s all that mattered. We waited for the next day before opening your presents and that seemed like a good idea as the celebrations spilled into yet another day, making a normal day into a merry one.

That, by the way, was how your birthday party went. Your Birthday itself was a celebratory time itself with friends coming over and wishing you. At school you had your little moments of joy and attention from all and sundry. You led the prayers at the assembly and later everyone sang you Happy Birthday. A nice fifth birthday followed by a nice birthday party and you are ready to take on the 6th year of your existence.

Although you have been dealing with year six but in a different way. Anvi turned six in March this year and Aadya turned six a few days after you turned five. You are spending a lot of your time with the six year olds and in your head I can imagine you forming a shape of what being six looks like. Whatever Anvi or Aadya do or can do, I can almost hear your capabilities trying to inch closer to those capabilities as milestones you want to master. And that works perfectly for us as parents.



Dear Daughter
A lot has happened in and around our lives since even before your 5th Birthday. I owe you some words but later.

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