Recently, Queenie turned 5. She has been looking forward to her birthday for the longest time, like since January?
I have always been amazed with how she can stay obsessed with looking forward to her birthday. I wouldn't dare look forward to a day too much, because I think that would lead to greater disappointment. It takes much courage to be as excited as her. To be honest, I was afraid she would be disappointed too.
Afterall, we are not the kind to throw elaborate parties or buy big gifts. I guess we are sort of lazy in that way.
But hey, the girl was not disappointed one bit. Her first mini birthday celebration was with her classmates. They were awesome. The kids were literally jumping when they sang the birthday song... the total opposite of how we adults sing that tired old song. She was regal in school, clothed in a long Elsa-inspired dress and she tried to fit the feel of the dress. She carried a gracious smile and was mostly subdued. But it was clear from her eyes that she loved it when the kids jumped in joy when they sang the song for her.
A few days later, we let Queenie choose a cake to celebrate with Moses' family. She did not get her first choice of a cake with balloons pictures, because it was too big. But she was happy with her second choice, a square chocolate cake covered with curled chocolate shavings.
For her birthday present, she chose a fascinating kaleidoscope from the Science Centre.
Two days later, it was time to celebrate her day with my family. My parents were surprisingly enthusiastic, setting up a Disney Princess themed decor in their home. This time, we got Queenie her first choice cake, a fairy cake from Polar.
We had lots of fun. And I know Queenie wasn't disappointed. There was no elaborate party, no big gift, and at times, we couldn't get her the cake age really wanted. But she was happy. I don't know what's the secret to being so easily happy. But maybe one day I will.