Birthday Week

This week, my baby will turn five.

FIVE?

That is half of a decade.

A five year old is a child, not a baby.

I have tried to make her promise to stop growing, to stay four forever, but the lure of birthday presents is too strong to resist. Alas, she must grow.

But she assures me that she will live with me forever. Even when she is a "big and has lots of children."

Meanwhile, I am planning her birthday party, which will occur next weekend. She has chosen a rainbow theme, which makes it easy on ole' mom. We are going to keep the birthday party fairly low key this year, but it still is fun to dream up ways to make the day magical for her.

I'm most excited about the six layer rainbow cake my sister will be making for her!

Birthday week is always busy, but exciting. And bittersweet. . . how time flies.