Last year brought my parents four new grandchildren. Simeon came into the Arthur home, Charis into the Balsbaugh home, Ollie and Noah joined us and young Vaughn entered the Edewards home.
Last weekend we celebrated three of those babies (Simeon, Ollie and Noah)
If there is one thing I realize after each "first party", it is that the one-year-olds could really care less about the festivities...except for the strange (totally out of character) sweet thing that is brought onto their tray with a glowing light on the top accompanied by a random outburst of song...and perhaps the freedom to rip paper without a following "NO!"
But the adults got to talk, the kids got to play, and we were able to celebrate these three unique, wonderful little men. A worthwhile reason for gathering together.
Happy Birthday Littles!