Blessed

Sometimes I feel as though I live a roller coaster life.  Raise your hand if you’re there with me.  Yesterday we celebrated Luke’s 5th birthday.  (The pictures aren’t awesome because many were shot on my point and shoot and iPhone.)

He had the time of his life.  Hands down it was the best birthday party I have thrown for him.  The joy I felt as I watched him enjoy every minute of it filled my heart.  I know you know that feeling.  The pure joy and happiness you feel for your child when they are happy.  The kind that makes your eyes tear up while you giggle.

Five is the perfect age for a magician.  The kids were old enough to “get it” but not old enough to question the validity of the tricks and jokes.  The perfect age to suspend belief.

We hired a local magician/balloon twister/ventriloquist/face painter/comedian.  He’s local in the Jacksonville area, Captain Character.  I would highly recommend him if you are in the local area.  The children absolutely adored him and he made every single minute of the party filled with fun.

I didn’t spend a ton of time or money on the decorations and put all my effort into the experience.  It was so worth it.  Even my oldest had fun with the balloon possibilities.  

But as the night came to an end, my heart filled with joy slowly started to shift toward worry.  You see, by the time you are reading this I’ll be taking my oldest to have his four canine teeth taken out (2 of which are impacted).   I think the thing that worries me the most is anesthesia.

You see…we’ve never had a broken bone, tonsillitis, concussion, and have barely even had to have antibiotics.  I know so many have had so much more to burden their hearts.  We’ve been blessed.  As this day unfolds I will keep reminding myself of the words I hold dear, “God does not want you to live your life in fear”.

It’s true.  He doesn’t, any more than we would want that for our own children.  As a joke, we thought Hayden should show up at the oral surgeon looking like this saying, “Okay doc, go ahead and fix ’em.”

Here’s to wishing you a happy Monday.  I’ll be the one clutching my latte and obsessively perusing Instagram until this crazy boy is safely in the car headed home.