|OK, so it's 40 plus 6, but who's counting?|
Growing up, one of my most memorable birthday parties was the year my guests brought, in lieu of presents, coins to donate to a family whose baby had numerous medical problems. I'm sure my mom must have suggested the idea to me, but she didn't force it on me. She helped me learn the joy of giving.
My husband and I will forever remember our oldest child's third birthday. For the week preceding the birthday, we had read the children's book, Now I Am Three, to our son. The book lists all the fun things a three-year-old child is able to do. The big day came, and our son smiled constantly, happy to blow out candles and open presents. That night, after a story and prayers, as I was putting him to bed, he asked me, "When do I get black hair and turn brown?" I suddenly realized that Now I Am Three gave our son unintended expectations about his third birthday. He seemed rather disappointed when I explained to him that his skin and hair color would remain the same. He had been waiting patiently all day to change his race!
|Can you see the anticipation on his face? Big things happen once you're three!|
What are some of your birthday memories? Do you have family birthday traditions?
Thanks for all those who make birthdays memorable.