Growing into her Nose

Turn away now, folks, if you don’t like the slushy appreciation of one’s kids.

I don’t, as a rule, but having lived through the build up since around Christmas, it is with relief as well as pleasure that we approach our darling Lydia’s birthday.

7 years old tomorrow, I have been so preoccupied with the will it won’t it weather (no doubt it will) and the planning of a party which she wants (and not the one we want, like we usually do) that I have almost forgotten the joyful celebration that is supposed to be your first born’s birthday.

She is funny and fantastic and, every year, she is growing into her nose.

Happy birthday, Lydia, and whether it is sunny or pours, I hope the climax is worth it.  You are only 7 once so enjoy every moment.

2005 (8 days old)

2005

2006 (1st birthday)

2007

2008

2009 (4th birthday)

2010

2011

Today (7th Birthday Eve)