A first right of passage


Let me just say “I am exhausted!”

Just moments ago we arrived home from our friends’ youngest son’s 1st birthday party.  It was ocean/underwater theme, with swimming and all.  The kids had a blast to say the least, which left the adults with little energy to spare.  Not to mention it was one hot Louisiana afternoon.

Seeing the birthday boy in his chair just eagerly waiting for his mini cake, I couldn’t help but think back to Riley Grace’s 1st birthday party, and how long ago that really was.  :0(   Kids grow up way too fast!  I can’t wait to have another baby…if God chooses to bless us with another.

Once I snapped back to reality, I began to think of what a major right of passage first birthdays are in our culture, as I ate my part of the octopus cupcake cake.  We throw elaborate, well planned parties that we have planned from that child’s first day of life in this big ole world.  A child’s first birthday is typically the biggest celebration in their life until they turn 16.  Even then at times, no other celebration even compares.  Parents work so hard, yet these babies have no memories of any of it.  Their only insight to that day comes from home videos and/or photos.  So is it really so important to go through so much trouble for a first birthday?  Well…of course!  Because the first birthday party isn’t just about the birthday; its a celebration for the family…a survival celebration.  You can finally say to the world, “We survived our first year, and our little baby is thriving!  We didn’t break him/her!”

So I say…keep on celebrating parents, and do it big.


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