For thousands of years our greatest sages have asked this "age-old" question: At exactly what point in the day on a birthday does one actually become a year older? Midnight on your Birthday? Your birth minute? Hmmm?
Today is Ella's birthday and she joined the great sages with a theory of her own. Here goes: Ella woke up early, early this morning and was calling, "Daddy, Daddy..." Our rule is that you can't get out of bed until the sun comes up because you can't get out of bed in the middle of the night--and we pretend that all dark hours are "the middle of the night". So I went in to see if she was OK and decided to get into bed with her hoping that we could lay down a while longer and not get up so early. I figured if I excitedly wished her an early morning Happy Birthday I'd be ruined and we'd be up for the day for sure. So I didn't wish her Happy Birthday and felt kind of bad about it. So time passed, we snuggled, and we probably both fell asleep a bit. A while later Ella peeked out of her window, saw the sun coming up, popped up out of her bed and announced proudly, "I'm Four!". That was it. That was the moment. It was her birthDAY. She was just waiting patiently for DAYtime. I guess she doesn't yet get that the new day starts at 12:01 am. According to Ella, when the sun comes up, the day begins, and a year older you can become. That's it!
Happy Birthday little wise one. We love you lots!
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