On the eve of Henry's birthday, his big brother bluntly informed him that his birthday was really just an ordinary day and nobody even knew it was his birthday because he wasn't famous. He told him that we celebrate famous people's birthday's like Jesus's on Christmas, but unless you were Jesus, you shouldn't really expect to get any presents because to everyone else it was just a regular day. I happened to be standing behind Jamie as he delivered this information to Henry and was able to step in and tell Henry that it was a mommy's job to call all of the birthday boy's buddies and tell them exactly when a birthday was happening and invite them over for a party and cake and tell them what kind of presents the birthday kid liked.
Henry leveled a stare at me and said "maybe NEXT year you can do that for me..." I guess he had already written off this year as a birthday loss because the look on his face when I told him that I already made those phone calls and lots of people were coming to help him celebrate was one of pure 5 yr old happiness. It's not often that mommies get to be birthday heroes so I will remember that cute little expression of gratitude for a long time now.
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