As I am writing this, there are six little girls in my living room having a dance contest. We just finished makeovers. My daughter, Charis, is turning eleven years old, and we are celebrating with a slumber party.
As you are sleeping sweetly, I will be doing crowd control. Feel free to stop by around 2 a.m. – we’ll be up.
In honor of Charis’ birthday, I let her choose the song for tonight. She likes to dance to this song – maybe another dance contest will come later.
Blessings to you all, and happy birthday to my wonderful, beautiful daughter. I am so glad you were born eleven years ago.