We interrupt my regularly schedule post about doing away with Columbus Day (see this link if you are curious) to bring a celebratory Happy Birthday to two very special grandchildren of mine: Elijah and Isabella.
No, my sons haven’t added anyone new to the fold recently. These are the cousins, born two days apart, that held up our Peace Corps application for over a year.
It’s been two years since I first wrote about them here. You can find that story, Now They are 11, here. It’s got photos of them at various ages, including the one with those hats I wrote about in my book, At Home on the Kazakh Steppe (available from your local independent bookstore or from Amazon for anyone new). OK; moment of blatant commerce has passed.
Perhaps next year I’ll be in a better place to present my thoughts about Columbus Day.
For now, I need to focus on the really good things in my life, like my grandchildren.
Mikah will soon be 17. Elijah and Isabella arrived in early October, 2003. Then Elijah’s brother Raleigh, while we were in Kazakhstan; my trip home to meet him is in the book. Finally, Mikah and Isabella’s sister Kendall, in late October, 2006. Mikah and Raleigh celebrate in December.
This week though, Elijah and Bella turn 13!
Neither one will get a Bar or Bat Mitzvah, and I’ve told them some of what they are missing — at least I told them the party part. I didn’t add the part about being treated as an adult or memorizing passages of the Torah to recite before 300 of their parents’ closest friends. Woody and I will just call them on their day and sing them Happy Birthday — in harmony.
How about you? How do you celebrate your/your grand/kids’ birthdays in your world?