Yesterday Jane turned twelve.
All-day we celebrated this sweetheart's special day:
Gigs delivered this breakfast of champions to her in his undies;
pancakes with strawberries, whipped cream, and a gold candle.
Later in the afternoon, Mr. Nielson and I checked her out of school
to go to the temple for her first time.
(You can read about what twelve-year-olds do in our temples here).
Claire joined us, too, with her new camo cast!
Words could never express how I felt with my girls and
Christian in the temple. I am not even going to try and write it in this post.
It was so dear to my heart.
That part of Jane's birthday will be written in my personal journal
and remembered in my heart forever.
After the temple, we picked up the rest of the Little Nies and took them and
our newly twelve-year-old out to dinner.
It was a beautiful day. I am so thankful to be Jane's mother.
God knew we needed to be together, and I needed to be her mother.
That makes me one lucky mama.
After dinner, we went home, and I presented a new personal journal
with letters and cards from all of her twenty aunts and two grandmas.
I hope she will treasure this gift for years to come.
The End.
