Just days apart, I always try to persuade them on how much more fun it will be to have a joint birthday celebration. So it's either I have really good persuasive skills, or my kids are just the best at humouring me.
This year, we had a really modest celebration, at my parents' place.
As I watched the kids gustily sang the birthday song, and in several different keys (ouch!) I can't help but marvel at how they have grown. And how proud I am of them. Nat's my angel, the sweetest of hearts, with the most generous, giving spirit. Alex, my lion heart, fiercely independent, witty, funny, and almost, a man.
Love you, my darlings.
Happy Birthday.
