Last week, the smallest of my man-cubs turned 10. 2 entire hands. A full decade. 1/10 of a century. My tiny... phhhbt, he was NEVER tiny. My fresh out of utero, 10lb. 11oz. toddler-sized, two-arm carry infant became a double-digit kid. No more single-digits in this house.
Excuse me, while I ugly cry.
In our house, birthdays are celebrated by the birthee telling the birther what they'd like to eat for the day. They pick the menu, pick the entertainment, pick the birthday cake, and basically rule the roost like a king for a day.
Birthdays are also a school holiday. They get to sleep in (For the love, please sleep in!) and they get to have fun because it's their special day. We also retell the story of their birth and the happenings of the day they rocket launched into the world. This might also include interpretive dance. The storytelling, not the rocket launching. It's hard to dance when you're dead from the waist down due to an epidural.
So this year, we had pizza and watched Pixels and Minions, as per the birthee's request. We had pineapple upside down cake and ALMOST had homemade ice cream, until the birther realized she forgot to buy ice when she picked up the pizzas. That's kind of an important part of the process if you were wondering and not the most convenient when you live 20 miles from town.
My niece also turned 3 that day, but unfortunately we missed her party due to a cold that wouldn't let go. We also have a family birthday soiree for all the month's birthdays on the 21st, so I will buy ice and make ice cream to take. Fear not, my crotch fruit, you shall have your frozen sugar milk! It's going to be fun. Good food, good company, and presents. And cake. My mom makes amazing cakes.
How do you celebrate birthdays in your house?
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