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Why don’t we think of our own birthdays this way?

I'm a sucker for a pretty cupcake moment

If I hear one more friend bemoan the fact that their Birthday is fast approaching…I will…I will…I don’t know.  I will tell them that a Birthday is a gift and that we should appreciate every minute that we are given to be here living and breathing.  To be alive.  But I will secretly wonder if that’s a bunch of bull and that when my 40th comes up (and it is coming fast), I too, will cry a little bit inside and count the lines on my forehead.  I’d like to think that I won’t.  And that I will celebrate the wonder of it all, surrounded by people I love.  Just the way that children seem to be able to do.  The candles, and the frosting, and the singing and the hugs.  The pinatas, the goody bags and the gift wrap.  That’s my plan.  That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

I have amassed a collection of Birthday moments, featuring my favorite little people, over the years.  Here are some of my recent shots.  More to come.  I am going to feature them all together to remind us all that a Birthday is never something to hide.  It’s a badge of honor and a reason to lick the frosting off of a cupcake.

Friends since they were babies. Too sweet

The seven is backwards but I suppose it's best that the Birthday girl can read it

Thinking of the perfect wish. I'm loving that there are these older gentlemen in the background

Done! She said "my wish already came true. To spend time with my family!"

This cake = complete and total awesomeness

The adults were just as mesmerized as she was

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