I love birthdays so much, and it pains me to have one pass without enough fanfare. I was starting to experience that twinge of Mom Guilt, suggesting Edith’s birthday might not be magic enough, and I carved out dedicated time today to remedy that. Wrapped the gifts. Made the brownies for the school celebration early enough to ice and sprinkle. Organized all the party supplies.

The sun was shining all day, and they say it is going to snow tomorrow, but I can hardly believe it.