I celebrated my 42nd birthday last weekend. And despite all the popular culture and conventional wisdom informing me that I shouldn't admit to that—42—I just did. Because I am not ashamed of the woman I have become, and that woman has been 42 years in the making.
How Do You Do Kids' Birthday Parties?
We celebrated Leif's second birthday last week with a lovely, intimate party. One set of friends and the neighbors came, as well as one of the kids' former caregivers from dagis. We ate dinner together, then Leif opened a couple presents and the kids played while the adults talked. We sang happy birthday in English and Swedish before eating Leif's tractor-shaped ice...