Sunday, February 20, 2011

The Age of Innocence

This post was originally written on February 5, 2011 - my Fruit Salad's 4th birthday!

After my dad's birthday on January 22, I started talking about the Salad's birthday. It was a rookie mistake on my part that went like this, "What a great dinner to celebrate Poppy's birthday! Yours' is next! Just about 2 weeks now!" And so EVERY.SINGLE.DAY. for the last 2 weeks an ingredient has asked upon waking, "Is today our birthday, Mommy?"

Finally, today it was! We celebrated with family and friends all day, stuffing ourselves with pizza and cupcakes, getting hugged, hula-hooping (thanks Aunt Jo!) and beating the hell out of a pinata. Couldn't have asked for more.

Occasionally, one of them would run at R or I and give us a big hug and tell us that they loved us or thank us for the best birthday ever. During prayers, S thanked God for turning 4.

And while 4 seems so very old to this mommy, I realized we have a few years of innocence yet. For example, A thought maybe she could no longer sleep in her bed, because maybe she wouldn't fit, now that she is 4. She also questioned if she was taller now that she was 4, than she was at 3, a mere 20 hours ago.

Happy birthday, little mama A!

Happy birthday, silly S!

Happy birthday, little buddy M!

1 comment:

  1. Of course she is TALLER ;) I love the thought processes, don't you?