At RevGalBlogPals, Jan is thinking about birthdays and asks:
1. What are your feelings about celebrating birthdays, especially your own?
As a milestone birthday approaches inexorably, I feel some wistfulness about the past but also a sense of hope for the future. I’ll have an early celebration that includes a plane trip, a special dinner and a major league baseball game, and possibly other things I know nothing about yet; then I’ll be home on the real birthday and do something with LP.
2. Do you have any family traditions about birthdays?
We really don’t. My kids have grown up with two households, for the most part, and we tried to be as flexible as possible and figure out a way to celebrate that allowed everyone to feel included. With older children now, it’s all different. Sometimes it’s just a phone call. (In fact, I’ll be excited if they remember mine.)
3. Is it easy to remember friends’ and family members’ birthdays? If so, how do you do it?
Let’s just say I’m grateful to Facebook.
4. What was one of your favorite birthdays? (or your unhappiest?)
When I was turning 11, my father arranged to take a group of girls to see Madame Butterfly at the Kennedy Center. I loved the opera, it was exciting to all of us to get dressed up and go, and I adored the way my father made a special day into an event! He even hired a limousine!! I don’t need a limousine to feel loved, but it meant a lot that he went to so much trouble and really that he even had the thought in the first place.
5. Post anything else you want to share about birthdays, including favorite foods, songs, and/or pictures.
Given that it’s two weeks from the next royal wedding, I’m remembering that one of LP’s birthday parties fell on the day of a past royal wedding, Prince Edward’s in 1999. I watched the wedding on my kitchen TV while baking a cake from scratch. Later a friend came over and helped me hang pink streamers all over the dining room. She was turning 4, and it was fun! (It’s possible there’s still a piece of tape and a scrap of streamer in a high corner. Possible.)
|Sam and Molly circa June 2003|
My favorite other birthday for her was her eighth. We had it on the last day of school, and I spent the morning creating a tea party for her friends, then walked them to our house from the nearby Big Red Dog Elementary School. I had prepared cucumber sandwiches along with other treats. It was a beautiful June day, the windows were open, and when I saw one of the pink paper plates on the dining room floor, I assumed a breeze had blown it off the table. Then I looked more closely. The cucumber sandwiches were GONE!!! MOLLY!!!! She had gotten onto the table, eaten ALL the sandwiches, and not left a crumb behind or messed up anything else at all.