Happy Birthday, B., G., and L!
G. (on left) and L. turn one year old today,
and B. (here with his cousin) turns 15.
Because I will blink and they will be turning 15 just like their older brother, B., whom I am also madly in love with. He is becoming such a wonderful young man... funny, thoughtful, helpful, a great cook and gardener, and a pleasure to have around. I can't wait to see what he does in the future. And did I mention we call him "The Baby Whisperer"? He loves babies and can calm a fussy one with remarkable ease; he is completely unflappable. It is a joy to watch.
I do admit to finding birthdays a bit bittersweet, though. I really don't mind my own; I am not bothered by getting older. (It just allows me to be more opinionated. OK, perhaps I can't become more opinionated, but gives me more license for my opinions.) But, I don't like the thought that my babies (all 9 of them) are one year older and that much closer to being adults and being out on their own. I want a time travel machine!
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