Today is JBelle’s “half” birthday. When I was a kid we celebrated the halfway mark by going out to dinner. I think this was my mom’s idea. Mine and Emily’s birthday are both in January, so it was a nice way to break up the year and give us something to look forward to.
I liked that, so in a way I’ve tried to carry on some of the tradition with our kids. Somewhere along the way I had bought mini powdered donuts for JBelle on her half birthday and now that’s what she asks for. It’s her personalized way of acknowledging the half way point of the year. We also sing half of the “Birthday Song” because we’re goofy like that.
Today I’m also reminiscing about last year’s Thanksgiving because today I have exactly two dishes to make for tomorrow’s feast whereas last year, I made them all. Yes, last year I cooked the whole meal pretty much by myself. And I actually, well, liked it! It was a lot of work even though the meal was only for eight people and was small on the Thanksgiving Feast scale. Still, I planned it, I prepared it and I cooked it.
It didn’t really hit me until we sat down to eat. The prayer had been said and the dishes were being passed around and all of sudden this realization swept over me, “I made everything on this table!” It was an adult-zen/”I have a finally arrived” kind of moment. It was also followed by a feeling of utter exhaustion! I barely made it through the meal before I had to go and take a nap!
Do you celebrate “half” birthdays? Have you ever cooked the whole Thanksgiving meal?