Last Saturday, my baby, Eden, turned two years old. Today, my husband, Jonathan, turned 31. In our house, this is now called "Birthday Week." It reminds me of my own childhood: my mother's birthday was exactly seven days before my own, just as Eden's is exactly seven days before her father's. When Eden was born, Jonathan said she was the best early-birthday present he's ever gotten.
Happy birthday to my first love, and to my newest.