So here I thought a birthday was something that only happens once, the day that you’re born. It’s a big day alright, but not something I’d ever want to do again!
Now I’m told you get a birthday every year. I haven’t even had a full year yet, so I don’t really know what that means either. But apparently that means you get to have a party or something? Daddy gets a party like this soon, then after I watch him do it, I get to have my very first birthday party too!
I guess everybody gets to start a new year when I do too. I don’t get it yet, it’s all very confusing so far. But it seems like fun to me 🙂
And then there’s this Christmas thing that everyone keeps making such a fuss about. I haven’t done this yet either, and hopefully they don’t put me with the big fat red grandpa man for pictures because he looks scary! I mean, why they think he’s for kids doesn’t make any sense to me because he’s really scary, right? I’ll try and smile in any case.
Wish me luck!