My son and daughter have summer birthdays. My wife and I have winter ones. I enjoy theirs a lot more.
I have forgotten how big a deal this day is in the life of a child. The anticipation, the surprise, the sheer enjoyment of being one year older. My son is having a weekend of events, as will my daughter later.
My wife and I now (over) celebrate ours every five years. We might as well be living by a dog’s calendar. So, Happy Birthday Seabass! Savour every single moment…I know I will.