No luck this day.
Henry’s grandfather, Paw Paw Butch came in from New Orleans yesterday to visit and celebrate Henry’s birthday on Saturday and his own on Sunday. Today they rode the SeaGlass Carousel in Battery Park before taking the Staten Island Ferry and returning home to have pre-birthday bear cake (as specifically requested by Henry) and play some more.
The first year of Henry’s life has gone by in the blink of an eye. Again, running the risk of sounding cliché, it is a happy event, but also filled with pangs of nostalgia. I realize it’s early in his life to feel nostalgia and I’m happy to watch him flourish, but can’t help but feel some bit of sadness for how fast it has gone. I am sure this is a common parental feeling that I never fully understood until becoming one myself. It is amazing to watch him change each day, but there is also a yearning to hold on to each moment for much longer than it seems to last.
To celebrate Henry’s actual birthday today, we went to the Aquarium of the Americas in New Orleans with Grandma Lois, Uncle Chris and his girlfriend, Janette. After swimming with fishes and jumping the shark, we celebrated at Aunt Cheryl’s with cake and ice cream afterwards. Henry wore a pin on his shirt the whole day that read, “My First Birthday” to let everyone know.