06-21-2017, 12:03 AM
As far as birthdays go, this seems to be rather a large one. Of course, she cannot truly say, seeing as she has had no birthdays before. Well, except this one. This very first birthday.
It’s been an odd one so far. Well, odd to her, at least. She really wasn’t quite sure what to expect, it being her first birthday and all. There seems to be a lot of cooing involved. A lot of happy, smiling faces, big, engulfing hugs, and wet kisses. The joyful hailing and boisterous crowing, all centered around well wishes and bright “Happy Birthday!”s. It really is all very confusing. She is only a year old after all. Far too young and naive and innocent to be aware of such large, raucous gatherings.
Well, loud and raucous to her. Perhaps not to others.
Some of it is really quite exciting though, moments that make her heart beat just a bit faster and a sweet, joyous smile spread across her youthful, delicate features. For starters, the food.
Delicious.
At one point, they even set a large cake in front of her. A lovely thing with thick white frosting and a large ‘1’ sprawled across the top. At first, she really just doesn’t know what to do with it. At least until she sticks her nose right into the confection, and a round of cheers erupts through the gathered crowd of onlookers. And oh lord is it delicious. Creamy and fluffy and just about the best thing ever. Even the bulbs flashing constantly in her face cannot put her off that delightful creation. They let her eat until she is full, no one making a fuss or even saying a word about the ungodly mess she is creating.
The rest of the day passes in something of a blur. That delicious confection had been the highlight of day, but she does remember the presents too. The satisfying rip of paper followed by the exciting reveal. Some had been less exciting, but others had been thrilling. Sounds and colors galore.
But even that cannot sustain her all day, even the thrill of new things and scrumptious food cannot keep her eyes open forever. But when they slide shut, her will no longer strong enough to fight the battle against sleep, she drifts off to the soft sounds of chatter and the feeling of a full, contented heart.
It’s been an odd one so far. Well, odd to her, at least. She really wasn’t quite sure what to expect, it being her first birthday and all. There seems to be a lot of cooing involved. A lot of happy, smiling faces, big, engulfing hugs, and wet kisses. The joyful hailing and boisterous crowing, all centered around well wishes and bright “Happy Birthday!”s. It really is all very confusing. She is only a year old after all. Far too young and naive and innocent to be aware of such large, raucous gatherings.
Well, loud and raucous to her. Perhaps not to others.
Some of it is really quite exciting though, moments that make her heart beat just a bit faster and a sweet, joyous smile spread across her youthful, delicate features. For starters, the food.
Delicious.
At one point, they even set a large cake in front of her. A lovely thing with thick white frosting and a large ‘1’ sprawled across the top. At first, she really just doesn’t know what to do with it. At least until she sticks her nose right into the confection, and a round of cheers erupts through the gathered crowd of onlookers. And oh lord is it delicious. Creamy and fluffy and just about the best thing ever. Even the bulbs flashing constantly in her face cannot put her off that delightful creation. They let her eat until she is full, no one making a fuss or even saying a word about the ungodly mess she is creating.
The rest of the day passes in something of a blur. That delicious confection had been the highlight of day, but she does remember the presents too. The satisfying rip of paper followed by the exciting reveal. Some had been less exciting, but others had been thrilling. Sounds and colors galore.
But even that cannot sustain her all day, even the thrill of new things and scrumptious food cannot keep her eyes open forever. But when they slide shut, her will no longer strong enough to fight the battle against sleep, she drifts off to the soft sounds of chatter and the feeling of a full, contented heart.
