Dear Hooper,
My life is richer because you are in it.
Happy Birthday,
Mama
Hooper’s birthday is around the corner. Obviously it means nothing to him. He has a little birthday cake toy that plays the birthday song. It was his favorite toy for a while. He rocks back and forward when the song comes on and stares anticipatingly when the candles light up. And that about sums up his knowledge of what a birthday is.
The debate: Go big or go home? We’re going home. Or rather, we’re staying home. We’ve invited immediate family only. The stranger danger for him and the stress for me is all lessened. And that, my friends, is how we’re going about this little man’s first birthday bash.