First, though, it is quite appropriate that this is today's question, because today is my birthday. I'm 29 today, and I think possible I will take my mother's approach and announce that this is the age I shall remain for the rest of my life. Getting old really doesn't bother me all that much. Shoot, even getting gray hair doesn't bother me as bad as it once did (see Proverbs 16:31 and Proverbs 20:29!). I think what is really bothering me is that, in my head, I'm still about 19 years old. My body just doesn't seem to agree with me! Barb Wire Man said he had a surprise for me today. We'll see. It isn't that he doesn't remember, or that he doesn't care...he just sees birthdays as another day, and expects everyone else to feel the same. I'll be sure to update if something changes!
But, I digress.
I don't really remember many specifics from this event, but I remember the emotions. When I was two, my cousin was born, premature. I really couldn't tell you anything about the situation (from memory), except that I remember everyone being very on edge and nervous.
The first memories I can remember perfectly are from when I was about 3 and 4. I remember going through this phase where I wanted to be just like my dad, so I would wear wrangler jeans, boots, and a button-up flannel shirt! If I wasn't wearing that, I was wearing a black leotard with white tights and gray leg warmers!
I remember a birthday cake my mom made for me, which I think would have been for my 3rd birthday. It was a giant hot air balloon. After attempting to decorate a cake once, I know now what my mom went through to do that, too. Holy Moly, it must have taken her forever!!
It makes me wonder, what my children will look back and remember first? What are some of your earliest and favorite memories?
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