Birthdays
David is nine years old today. My little boy is growing up.We first met him as a five-year-old, with a smile of gold. Three days later, he turned six, and we celebrated the first of our children's birthdays.
Jonathan and I chose one of the small stuffed bears that we had brought from the U.S. and took it to a gift shop in Kirovohrad to be wrapped. The clerk took a very long time, using lots of colored paper and a multitude of gauzy ribbons. The bow dwarfed the box in size!
When we unveiled the present for David, he grinned from ear to ear. And he keeps that stuffed bear as one of his prized possessions to this very day.
The children told us later that all August birthdays were celebrated communally at the end of the month. That meant that our gift was the only remembrance on his actual birthday. I'm thankful we met David in time to do that for him.
At bedtime, I sang "Happy Birthday" to David. And as his second song for a special day, I sang "Happy Birthday" again, but this time to Misha.
posted by Stahlkes @ 11:27 PM
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