February 17, 2011 | My Jottings
Today is Clara Pearl’s ninth birthday.
We were talking last night about how vividly we remember our first awe-filled glimpse of her. She was wrapped up in a hospital blanket, hair still damp, and she was quietly peering at me, trying to focus, as I held her in my first-time grandma arms.
This sweet photo was taken by her Auntie Sharon several weeks ago. Clara likes to read, draw, swim, build snow dinosaurs, and direct people. She loves her three younger siblings and takes delight in their cuteness and accomplishments.
Nine years have flown by. In another nine she’ll be eighteen; I can’t bear that.
Grandchildren make you rich. My life of lavish wealth began nine years ago today.