Birthday Eve

Our not-so-little girl is turning six tomorrow. It's getting late here, the evening is drawing to a close, and we are just about to read to her our traditional birthday poem. We recite this each year for the children, and no matter how many times I've heard it, I still find it as special and heartfelt as when I found it.

When I have said my evening prayer, 

And my clothes are folded on the chair,

And mother switches off the light,

I'll still be 5 years old tonight.

But from the very break of day,

Before the children rise and play,

Before the darkness turns to gold,

Tomorrow, I'll be 6 years old.

6 kisses when I wake,

6 candles on my cake.

There is still much present wrapping awaiting us, so I'll be off for now. In the meanwhile, here's how we celebrated last year:

Birthdays and New Beginnings

XO,

N&N