Ah he’s so young that Julian. Only 39 times round the sun. Happy Birthday dear boy!
As we have such a rush in the morning – well, I don’t but Jules and Abby do – we decided to create a new family tradition. Simple, everyday breakfast with a quick birthday kiss, a quick round of “Happy Birthday” and then the anticipation of a special birthday evening. And it has been just lovely :-)
I was ridiculously hopeful that I could start and finish a new birthday quilted banner to hang for this evening – oh I have stitched my little fingers to the bone today. But when I noticed it was 3.30 and I was still in my pyjamas, unshowered, the breakfast dishes not done, the beds unmade; it was time to let go. It will keep. There are more important things to do.
Abby and I set the birthday table, late this afternoon, with the special birthday cloth, bunting and candles. Abby ironed a few of our prettiest pillowcases for the presents – regular size for the regular size and small gifts, bolster size for the bigger, awkward gifts – and made the card. I picked some flowers from the garden – fuschias and bougainvillea for prettiness and holly (yep, we have a huge holly bush) for green.
Pre-dinner yummies were laid out, dinner was cooked and … finally … the dogs barked frantically, the back gate clunked and the birthday boy was home. It was really lovely! I thought we would sit at the table for dinner – being a birthday and all – but Friday evening is our pasta and Pixar night. Julian and I cook the pasta from the film “No Reservations” and we all curl up on the sofa and watch a Pixar film (Abby and Julian’s favourites). So the next thing, the birthday table is stripped …
And re-set on the living room floor for the Birthday / Pixar / No Reservations Pasta picnic!
Now, we’ve had pasta and banana splits, Nemo has been found, and it’s time for bed. I’ll have to finish that special birthday banner tomorrow … and wait, Abby’s making bracelets with the hundreds of buttons I’ve left lying on the sofa. Better that than Toph eating them. And Julian’s building birthday lego – some little boys *never* grow up.
The loveliness of being at home with your family. Good night :-)