"Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to let you in."

-- Robert Frost

Thursday, July 14, 2016

birthday sunday: eliza is seven

Saturday morning, Newel and I took a little jaunt into Seville to find the US Consulate in order to do a little paperwork notarization for our new house back in Colorado.

It was just the two of us.

Right of the bat, we got to try our hand at navigating these narrow streets.

What looks like one way is in fact, two ways. Just suck it all in and go.


We had a few other errands to run for his work and decided to snag some city bikes to get around.


I stood on the curb outside of a shipping shop, taking in the neighbor hood and loving it's colors. Most especially these two ladies having a nice chat on the corner.

So pretty. So Spain.


We stopped to grab a few things and came upon a tiny local church that was alive with activity. We stepped inside for a quiet moment.

It was so nice to see so many people in quiet heavenward searching in the middle of the day. The peace and reverence in there was rejuvenating.



By the time we arrived back in Carmona at our house, the kids had been resting and Eliza was feeling better from the previous days of antibiotics.

We braved more narrow streets in Carmona to have an early dinner.




We asked the owner for his favorite recommend.

He brought us these mini clams which resemble the ones that we have spent our summers digging out of the beach sands of South Carolina.

Steamed and buttered.

Some of the kids said they felt like they were eating their childhood.


Eliza wasn't a fan.



At bedtime, we found a friend in one of the bedrooms and caught him in the wastebasket so he could be re-homed outside.

Charlotte wanted us to keep him.


Sunday morning, we headed to the local LDS branch.

It was Eliza's birthday and she could not have been more excited to be having a birthday in Spain.


The big kids were pretty excited to meet some youth and use their Spanish speaking skills.



We headed home to celebrate our girl with our own Spanish fiesta complete with pool side food and crab soccer (of which there are no pictures because we were pretty busy playing).




Seven reasons I adore this seven year old:

1. She lights up every room. I don't think I have ever seen any one with a sunnier disposition.

2. Eliza is good to the core. She radiates it.

3. She is the very definition of love ... and kindness ... and charity. She thinks of others before herself. Every time.

4. This girl celebrates the beauty in even the smallest things. Sunsets. Butterflies. Sparkles on water. She calls those details to my attention and soaks it all in.

5. She thinks of others first. She takes care of Charlotte. Soothes her. Plays with her. Gives continually. Eliza always puts her little sister first. And she does that with just about everybody.

6. Her love is unconditional. I've never seen anyone love so completely.

7. Eliza loves to learn .. and learn and learn and learn. Everything is magnificent to her.


We are so lucky to have her.

Happy Birthday, sweet girl!

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