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Chuck goes with Sally. They’re both mallards.
Ess decorated this chair for me on my birthday.
Excitement, fear, fire, birthday, baked goods, smoke, relief, clapping. It’s all there, in under 30 seconds.
Essie’s birthday party was held the last day she was two; this is that evening. She turned three the next day.
Essie’s third birthday cake. Hand-baked from scratch by Mykala (blueberry dye to get the frosting Essie’s favorite color: purple).
Best part of this video is the end: Ess singing happy birthday using only the word ‘flutter’.
Mykala outdid herself with Essie’s birthday cake this year.
Mykala put together a ladybug picnic-themed birthday for Essie’s third. These treats were delicious AND cute.
In a few hours, it’ll be three years since Ess was born. For the first two years, there was kind of a catching of the breath after each stage: after she began sleeping more reliably, after she stopped needing to be burped, after she could sit through a meal out at a restaurant. Beginning with this birthday, it is a less of a catching of the breath and more this sense of taking a memory (“hope I don’t fall down” whenever she climbed the stairs) or a mis-pronunciation (dooDAHNdaht for banana) and reverently setting it on the shelf, leaving it behind.
“Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to Dada…” is what I heard Ess singing in her pack and play on the morning of my birthday. She and Mykala sang it again later that day, and we drew with chalk on the sidewalk. Mykala baked a yellow cake (one of my favorites), and frosted a birthday greeting on the top of it. I visited my parents, and the sun was out for the first time in a few days. I tripled my age and got 96; I looked back and realized I started at my current job when I was only 27, and that Ess was born when I was 29. I recalled looking at my official birthday certificate when I was in college, and seeing my mom’s age at my birth: 29.
Eating salted caramel coconut ice cream for Mykala’s birthday.
Celebrating Nannie’s birthday.
Here’s everyone singing Happy Birthday to You while Ess continually asks where her cake is.
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