Waiting For Birthdays

This picture of Erika is one I took almost one year ago exactly. It’s hard to believe it has already been that long, but fall is upon us again, and we couldn’t be happier at our house. I LOVE fall. It is my favorite season. I say that about every season, but I think fall is really my favorite. I love the crisp air, the changing leaves, the mild days that the kids love to spend every waking moment outside playing, watching the squirrels from our back window busily hiding their treasures for the winter months, fall decorations, an excuse to eat anything pumpkin, the excitement of upcoming holidays...the list could go on and on.

As a child, fall meant all the excitement of waiting for my upcoming birthday. As soon as the leaves started to hit the ground, I knew that my birthday wasn’t far away. Erika is my fall baby, and loves the season almost as much as I do. She has been counting down the days to her birthday for the last two months and is already planning her birthday party. She looks at the calendar everyday and asks, “What number is it?” to track what day we are on. The other day she came and asked me what day it was and then asked, “What day is my birthday again?” I told her the two and the four. She folded her arms, did a little huffy breath and said, “Hey, why did you change it?” Only one month to go kiddo, hang in there.

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Lisa said...

LOVE that picture of her... she's sooooo cute!

Stacy said...

What a perfect picture. Cute little girl!