One of the things I look forward to most year in and and out is celebrating B’s birthday. I love every step of it, from the planning and shopping to the executing, even the clean up. Little B and I usually sit down together sometime in February or March to pick out his theme so I can begin brainstorming, researching, and compiling all the necessary items before the big day. 

But beyond all that, I love sharing in the celebration of his life with those who love him and cherish him and are just as excited to celebrate with him. Because for me that is what birthdays are all about. It’s about celebrating the life of the person who is around to see another year. It’s about spending time with them, joyfully and excitedly participating in the celebration of what a birthday truly is. 

I am so grateful for another birthday, for another season in B’s life. I am grateful for amazing friends, for the both of us, who sustain us and lift us up and make life that much sweeter. And I’m grateful for family, and the ability for them to travel, and partake in the celebrating as well. 

B’s party this year was too much fun. He wanted a nerf party, which is super simple enough because all we really needed were moving boxes, plenty of crepe paper and butcher paper to hang up, and some easy to find military gear to use as props. Finding games to play that we designated as “missions” was easy too; the internet is replete with them. BIg Brooks made films to show the kids in the Briefing Area of the house with details of the mission and team assignments (makes it so much easier when you have 13 excited boys ready to play). And before the fun even started, the kiddos went to the Assembly Area to pick up homemade nerf dart pouches, eye pro (ie. sunglasses), and official looking identification tags to wear. We even provided face paint for those who might want to look the whole part (only two took us up on that 🙂  ). After dinner, cake, and a sundae bar the kiddos played inside and outside to their hearts content: there may or may not have been cardboard box sumo wrestling, baseball, video game playing, s’more making, ghost story telling, camping, flashlight tag, a movie replete with homemade buttery popcorn, sword fighting, and endless bouts of nerf. The kiddos may or may not have gotten about 2 or 3 hours of sleep (this momma about the same). And there may or may not have been delicious fluffy pancakes and bacon for breakfast. 

It was the best way to spend B’s 11th birthday, truly. 


Life remains sweet.