The day we’ve been talking about since all that hubbub, just over a month ago, about his brother. This time, it’s Andrew’s birthday. It’s kinda nice how we each get a birthday, isn’t it?
He’ll be four and he can’t wait. He tells us he wants cake and balloons and a red present. Sometimes he says he wants his red present to be big and sometimes he wants it to be little. And he’s always a little vague about what should be inside the present. It’s more the color of the wrappings that he’s sure about. And THAT, my friends, is from my side of the family.
We are having a small party for him on Saturday. This is the first party that we kept the invite list to folks about his age…and their families. This time, it really might end up to be all about Andrew.
Though, I did my best to decoy the attention with the dessert.