“Children are a heritage from the LORD, offspring a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one’s youth.” -Psalm 127:3-4
My daughter’s birthday was last week. Every year, we celebrate for three days. We celebrate on the day of her birthday at home & at school by bringing in cupcakes or buying “birthday cookies”, she has a friends party and a family birthday party.
This year we celebrated a little differently. For the day of her actual birthday, we went shopping for a fun outfit she could wear for the celebration with friends and then I ended up buying her a new purse, trendy sunglasses with blue tinted lens and a charcoal mask to try out together. When we got home, I made her tacos because it’s one of her favorite dinners while she made some cool cupcakes that were completely her own invention to bring to a church potluck. While everything cooked, we took 20 minutes to lay on the living room floor, allowing our masks to dry and taking some time to meditate on the beauty of being still. Ahhh, why don’t we do that more often?
On birthday celebration #2, my boyfriend & I took her to the city with 2 of her close friends. We knew every step of the way these animated–loud– kids would be bouncing all over the place, unable to contain their excitement. We were so right! We started out the day by taking them to our favorite deli to pick up breakfast for eating on the train. As we predicted, just going to the deli was super fun for them–they were so silly, I couldn’t get one picture without contorted faces. It was not possible for them to calm down and pose pretty. I really couldn’t blame them. I’d been looking forward to all of our fun plans all long week, too.
Once we made it to the train station, the girls linked arms and practically skipped to the ticket machines. The train ride was fun but we could have done without the foul-mouthed teenagers sitting in front of the kids. On the flip side, we also ran into Makayla’s friend from school and her grandmother who I’m friends with. Something about running into great people I know on the train just makes me happy.
So, while we were in NYC, we walked out to The Highline that runs from Chelsea, Manhattan to the Meatpacking District. The walk was only 34 minutes from Grand Central and we enjoyed the walk, checking out cool stuff along the way, taking pictures, making videos and the gorgeous weather we were blessed with. Makayla’s favorite part about the Highline was the fun playground they have on the Chelsea side. It’s made out of recycled beams from the former freight train trestle and covered in some sort of people-friendly rubber that looks and feels pretty cool under your feet. The playground also had some cool tunnels that led to this contraption below.
After we walked and played for awhile, the five of us were pretty hungry so Drew googled some restaurants that were nearby and we ended up eating at New York Burger Co. The food was REALLY good. We will definitely go there again. I had this really delicious grilled chicken sandwich the came with some kind of vegan sauce–tasted really good and it was nice to not have to worry about getting sick from any sort of dairy products, corn syrup or rice anything. And their Idaho Fries where also pretty darn good!
Just thinking about our time in the city makes me want to go back again very soon! The Highline is now one of my favorite places to go in the city. When I go back, I think I want to try the food at either Sugar Factory or The Green Room which is nestled in the heart of the Chelsea Market. I have a feeling I will probably go with The Green Room. The food is organic.
Anyhow, I’m going off topic..it’s getting late and I’m still here at my kitchen table typing to you all as if I don’t have to wake up early tomorrow morning. I will end with saying that on the third day of my daughter’s birthday celebration, we celebrated Easter & had a small family party for her. My favorite parts of that day where seeing her and my nephews run around my parent’s back yard looking for colorful, plastic Easter eggs and drinking my father’s first bottle of homemade wine with all of the “big people”. Who knew my father could make such amazing wine?! There was a lot of laughter and great memories made last Sunday. I feel blessed to have so many great people in my life to celebrate my daughter with. Children really are a heritage from the Lord and a wonderful reward from Him!