Wings

This afternoon, I took Kai and Abby on a special outing to pick out costumes for our annual Trunk or Treat event at church. Will enjoyed some special time with his Dada. After almost an hour of looking up and down aisles and giving them individual time and attention in choosing just the right thing...we walked out with a holster and red plastic pistol so Kai could be a cowboy...and a beautiful set of wings so Abby could be a fairy. Kai couldn't wait to get home to strap on his new holster...he said "Kai a cowboy...." Abby excitedly tried on her dress and wings. She twirled...and twirled...Later, she looked at me and said "thanks for my wings, Mama." Wow...I was immediately overcome with emotion...it was as if she read my mind because just a couple of minutes later, she stuck her head back in the room and said..."I mean thanks for giving me my wings...you know"...I knew exactly what she was saying...At age eleven, at times anyway, we are letting her stretch her wings as we see her changing before our eyes. Just this morning Jay and I were reminiscing...recalling some of her sweetest "Abbyisms." She is such a blessing. Yes...today I gave my daughter wings made of wire and netting...and she was delighted...she is stretching her wings...to one day take flight...and I am delighted...proud to be her mama.