Happy Golden Birthday, Summer.

Our seventh child, on the seventh day, of the seventh month. Autumn didn't know when she made a quilt for her future sister, and embroidered lucky # seven on it, what that number would mean for Summer. Her birth was quite eventful as she arrived on the same day that our mid-wife was to be a honor attendent at a friends wedding. She arrived about two hours before the scheduled wedding time so the wedding was delayed by an hour so the matron of honor could arrive. Thank goodness it was my seventh child as I wasn't too nervous about being left to the care of my husband, who had to go spread the news to all the neighbors. I guess he figured I was pretty self sufficient and Summer and I managed just fine.