Yesterday we celebrated my 3rd granddaughter's 8th birthday as well as my oldest son's (her daddy) birthday. She was born on the 22nd and he on the 23rd.
I was 20 when he was born. I remember looking at his tiny little face and thinking, "I'm going to be responsible for this person for the next 20 years" and thinking that was a lifetime away. And now it is moving closer to 2 lifetimes away from that moment 35 years ago. My, how my family has grown. I've loved every addition.
(It seems every other day is someone's birthday though! My daddy's is this coming week and another grandson's birthday is the week after....I call this the birthday season!)