Published at Friday, 29 December 2017 by Socorro Cobb in Happy Bitrthday, with total 25 imageries.
Make it festive! Make it colourful! Make it bright! Three hundred and sixty-four days of the year we can teach our kids to be well-mannered , to get along with others, to share, and we teach them to accept being treated just like everyone else by the world at large, with no special privileges. On that three hundred and sixty-fifth day, however, break all the rules. Sure, children must still be polite and cooperative on that day, too, but let them know that they really are special, and that birthdays are special holidays just for them alone, celebrations of their births, and theirs alone!
Good morning to you,
Why is it every year I have some expectation of what the day of my actual birthday will be like and for some reason, the day never lives up to my expectation? I am thankful that I gets gifts for my birthday and that I celebrate it. Some families do not even celebrate birthdays, and I am not in one of them. I am one of those people that actually likes to celebrate my birthday on the actual day. If you do not do this, then your actual birthday is just like any other day, and who wants that when you are supposed to be celebrating? When I go out to dinner for my birthday, I like it to be my actual birthday, not the closest weekend to my birthday. I want to open my presents on the exact day, not when it is convenient for everyone else to get around to giving me the present. I do not want to share this day with anyone else; I want it to be special. I know this may sound selfish, but, after all, is not that what this day that comes around only once a year is really all about. I really did not do anything to be born, it was all up to my parents, yet I am receiving gifts. If it is not about being selfish, then why do we give presents for birthdays to the birthday person and not the person who actually did the job on that day... his/her mom?