It was chaos, 7 girls seemed like 70. They ran all around the tiny little room and Jen sat next to me looking scared for her life about what the next 12 to 14 hours would be like. I laughed and told her to call my mom, a professional slumber party mother. If there were ever a gold medal in such a thing, my mother would be a champion over and over and over again.
But then it was time for cake. They all just got louder and squealier as they gathered around the table. But after singing, for a SPLIT second, there was silent anticipation and a flash of time for her to make her wish and blow out her candles.
I see so much of life - of life's moments - from behind my camera. It's how I am used to experiencing so many of the moments that I am present for - mine or anyone else's. I am often trying to freeze time to preserve a memory for someone else, but every now and then I catch a shot that will stick with me forever, too.
She's growing up lightning fast...but I'm sure part of me - and everyone else who loves her - will always see her as this little girl...