Today is Marcus’ half birthday.
A few weeks ago I realized with a shock that soon he would be a TEEN ager and that we have, as of today, only 5 1/2 short years with him as our dependent kiddo.
— I almost have to take a break from typing to breathe into a sack just at the thought of this. Yikes!
I’ve also been increasingly aware of how fast life goes and that we can’t keep letting days and weeks go by without consciously marking our love and commitment to each other in some way.
So, as a little gesture, I decided that we should observe half-birthdays.
Today was Marcus’. We got him a card, some cupcakes, and cooked him a glorious breakfast for dinner: homemade Belgian waffles, sausage links, scrambled eggs and orange juice.
Over dinner we took turns wishing Marcus well on the last half of his 12th year and then switched gears to telling riddles.
I think the sentiment was well received. I’m looking forward to rest of our un-birthdays coming up in quick succession: Andre tomorrow, Claire in February and Mason in March.