Since it’s birthday week here, I thought I would write about some birthday memories from growing up. I remember birthdays as being fun … my mom would always take a photo of me with all my gifts around me. I can still remember several of those photos.
The first party I remember having was when I was in 2nd grade. I was never comfortable being the center of attention (then as now), and hated everyone looking at me and singing Happy Birthday. We even have a movie of one of my parties where everyone is singing to me and I have my face down in my plate, mortified!
My mom usually went all out with games for the parties. One year I had a pinata, and I remember my mom having a fit that her legs kept being hit as she tried to hold up the pinata while the kids whacked away …
I remember when I turned 16. I ran to the stairs after getting up in the morning but somehow tripped and fell down half the stairs – not a good beginning. My mom had invited several friends as a surprise party that night, which did take me by surprise. Being typical teenagers, the highlight of the party was when we went outside to spy on our womanizing geometry teacher, who lived nearby. We could have sworn we saw the outline of him kissing a woman through his window … when someone came out to see who was snooping around outside! We ran home, terrified!
What are some of your birthday memories?