Corynn and Judah had their birthdays on September 2nd. On their birthday morning, the first morning glories began to bloom. Exactly two. One birthday glory for each of them. A very special present.
It seems surreal that our firstborn could be nine years old. NINE. I remember when Matt and I brought Corynn home from the hospital, we looked at her with stars in our eyes and talked about what it would be like when she was nine and we laughed and said we couldn't imagine it. And now she IS nine, that very age we had talked about in disbelief.
But it is upon us, the LAST YEAR of her SINGLE DIGIT life! And with it comes a whole new season of "big girl" joys, problems, character developing, temptations and worry. I'll admit, I am feeling pretty unprepared and inadequate for being the mother of big kids. I suppose though, if you are the mother of little ones, the end result IS for them to grow up and the only thing for me to do is to rise to the occasion.
And then there is Judah who loses the last of his babyness with each passing day and each new word he utters. This too is somewhat surreal. I have never met a second birthday without a blossoming belly and it seems just a bit odd, no new baby promise to ease over the ache of a baby-turning-boy. Thank goodness he still has his cyclops brow. When that goes I will be REALLY depressed!
Having two birthdays on the same day complicates things just a bit (one can only eat so much cake, after all) so this year I decided I would decorate a cake for Corynn and decorate a pan of icecream for Judah. Thataway, they each get their "own" but I don't waste most of the cake by giving it to the chickens. Corynn had explicit ideas about her cake~after honing in on Andrews birthday cake and the toys that he got because of it, she requested a horse cake with green grass and hard plastic horses. (I am loving these little animals for cake decorating. I wouldn't spring for them-they are expensive,considering- if it weren't part of the 'present' but it is so much easier to plop a fake pony on a cake than to try and draw one with icing, let me tell YOU!)
Judah got a tractor "cake" with lots of dirt (oreos), boulders (Whoppers) and manure (hot fudge). I realize how strangely odd it is that we would gladly eat anything coming off a manure spreader but, hey- what can I say? This is the country, after all. People do STRANGE things in the country.
Among the ponies on her cake and a few very good, very interesting, very LOOOoooooooong good books, Corynn got herself a magic kit. (You'll see in the next few posts why she has a sudden affinity for magic!) So that night, we were all given a magic show.
It was very entertaining.