And so we reach an even dozen.
Lauren loves her birthday. Loves it with the heat of a thousand suns. She looks forward to it all year, and as soon as it is over she starts looking forward to the next one.
This is a difficult thing in a family that by and large tends to glide right by birthdays without noticing too much. I’ve forgotten my own birthday more often than not over the last couple of decades.
This year she has reached the point in her life where friends and events are beginning to take over, and she asked us to celebrate it next weekend when she had more time. So there will be a party then, with the usual sorts of things, and we will have a good time. Tonight however there will be costumes and friends and trick-or-treating, and there is only so much you can do at once really.
But it is her birthday today, our Halloween girl. And she is right – it should be celebrated.
Happy birthday, Lauren.