50th Birthday...

I guess ignoring my birthday this year was just not going to happen. I went with the theory ‘if you can't beat them, join them’. My birthday started off very nicely. My husband, Jim, baked me a chocolate cake. Jim and the kids iced and decorated the cake, too.

Since it was my birthday I took mini-cupcakes to work for the 60+ kids in grade two that I work with. I thought this would be the end of my birthday at school. I was wrong! I was so surprised to find out that the three grade 2 teachers had baked me a cake to share with all the school employees. They had put up posters on their classroom doors announcing my birthday. These same three teachers took time out of their busy day to sing Happy Birthday to me. They also gave me a lovely gift. They wore black in my honor. They had a coworker create a big 50 hat for me to wear all day. The kids all loved the 50-hat that I was “required” to wear all day. As I entered each classroom, the children stopped working and sang happy birthday to me. I was so touched by the joy that was shared with me. Second graders love birthdays, so when they told me happy birthday I could see that they really meant it with the all their hearts. Many of the kids were amazed at the age 50, which made me laugh inside. They had a hard time grasping the concept of 50 birthdays, since they have only had eight so far.

My son and daughter-in-law sent a lovely bouquet of flowers. My daughter called me first thing this morning. She had already sent me a cute weekend bag that she had created herself. My step-daughter sent me a cute video of the triplets telling me happy birthday from all of them. We topped off the day by going out to dinner with friends.

Being 50 isn't so bad.