Friday, October 08, 2010

Happy 7th birthday my beloved Sprite

I spent yesterday after work with the beloved Sprite celebrating her 7th birthday. Her smile lights up my day. Of course I had to do some planning for her party pick up supplies. It would have been easier to pack up her birthday party items with a mule. Amazingly, my stash of goodies fit into bags for classmates.

It isn't easy finding yourself head of the household. Perhaps God places people where they are needed most. The economy is making many people's lives difficult and I spent much of my time listening to in laws problems.

On Monday I will be spending the whole day with the Sprite. She is now at the age where she is curious about the strange food items I eat. From her cultural vantage point the items are strange, but to me they are givens. I had a container of Kasha Varnishkes from the Jewish Deli and made myself a Turkey loaf. As her mother cooks traditional West Indian fare everything I brought in was novel.

I have never been happier than the moments I spend as her dad.


Brooke said...

Happy birthday to her!

The Pagan Temple said...

One things for sure, she'll know better than to even think about being a Trotskyist.

Always On Watch said...

Children at this age are delightful. Enjoy!

beakerkin said...


The Sprite is the love of my life. I have never been happier than spending time with her.


The Sprite is into crafts and is very unlike me. I am a political dynamo and ventured into law. My judicial temperament and respect for the law is widely known. Ironically many of the things I supported later became policy, such as extending all efforts on military cases.

The Sprite lives on another planet where fashion and drawing are her focus. I love her as is and would never seek to change a thing

The Pagan Temple said...

She draws? You ought to copy one of her pictures and put it on a blog post. That would probably tickle her.

The_Editrix said...

Happy Birthday to the little one!

beakerkin said...


As she draws fashion type of stuff it sometimes hits a raw nerve. As a father I support my daughter. However, she doesn't fully understand why I can talk about this industry in ways typical fathers can not.

She doesn't understand what I do and thinks I am an accountant. I push numbers and reports for the government.

Thanks Editrix.