Willow has always been what one would describe as “a handful”. She crawled at 4 months, walked a 10 months and was fully running and climbing (so much climbing) by her first birthday. Because of toddler Willow we had no handles on cupboards, a lock on the fridge and nothing grouped together that could possibly be “stairs” so that she could get higher. Her first, and only word for months, was NO. She threw tantrums that my friend’s even remember with horror. In fact, in my circle of close friends, a child having an irrational, long standing, screaming fit over something that cannot fixed by a single thing is called “having a Willow”. Now she is the queen of what I can only describe as SASS. So much sass. She has an answer for everything and I won’t lie. It gets a little old.
The flip side of this big personality is awesome. She is one of the most loving, funny, clever and passionate kids going around. She wanted to do dancing when she was 3 and now, at 6, she is practicing hard for her R.A.D primary ballet exam. All at her own insistence. She has been known to stick up for and look out for Harper on the playground, as well as brushing off with an eye roll any comments about her having short hair “like a boy”. She once spent 6 hours helping one of my friends make jewelry.
Her other big passion, aside from ballet and Monster High dolls, is SHARKS. Willow loves sharks. Particularly Great White Sharks. We have borrowed every shark book from the library at least twice, watched all the docos and browsed a lot of you tube. Willow loves them so much that on our recent trip to Seaworld she stared into the tank, sighed, and asked “do you think they’re happy in there?” rather than being pumped to see them up close. She has a big heart.
She is worried the numbers of great white shark, and others, are in decline. She wants to know why practices like shark netting, shark culls and killing sharks for fin soup are still allowed. She has concern for the health of the ocean where her favorite animals live.
Willow turns seven on Sunday. She wanted a party at the park. More specifically a SHARK party with shark games.
And she requested that instead of people buying her a present they donate some money to saving the sharks.
Off her own back, with no prompting from us, she came up with this idea. With the proviso that Luke and I still buy her a present of course.
What a kid eh? I’m so proud of her. Then I thought that I would spread the word and see how much we could raise.
For her birthday, my awesome kiddo wants to raise some money to save the sharks. So I’m going to get her that. As well as a present, as requested.
Here is the link to Willow’s shark party fundraiser. Throw in a bit of money of you have it to spare, share this link, get the word out!
Happy birthday kiddo.