My husband celebrated a birthday recently, and even though I had a huge hoopla for my son's first birthday, we didn't really focus on any traditions. Although we did make him a bunny cake since his birthday was in the same week as Easter which my mom has done for all her kids and grandkids who have Easter birthdays. I digress.
My husband celebrated a birthday recently, and I realized the importance of birthday traditions. I read that traditions help make your kids feel apart of something and make them want to keep you around when they start their own families. Or, something like that.
For my hubby's birthday we started a few new and old traditions. We took one from my family, one from his, and made up our own.
Rob's family always had a birthday bell. The birthday honoree had full privileges of the birthday bell on their big day. Every time they rang the bell, everyone else had to run to do their beckoning: get them a piece of cake, tie their shoes, etc. A few years back Rob's mom gave me the sacred birthday bell.
I dug that magical piece of silver out of my hope chest for Rob's special day. His first, and only, ring of the day: morning coffee in bed. I wonder how many times he must of rang the bell in his life and how lucky I was to only have heard it once that day. Mason, on the other hand, rang the bell plenty of times, but we did not do his bidding! We just laughed as he rang it all over the house.
My family's tradition was to let the birthday boy or girl choose their cake or dessert, plus my mom made our favorite food for the day. Rob choose angel food cake with fresh strawberries and whip cream. Yummy and easy!
I downgraded to one candle on the cake. Too many candles are depressing. Maybe we will put the same number of candles on our cakes as our kids have on theirs, and then we won't feel so old.
We changed up the favorite food to let the birthday person choose whatever food they want to eat for the day...this could get very interesting in the near future. What will two-year-old Mason want to eat?!
My hubs choose to go out to one of our favorite breakfast spots at the beach for his first meal, second meal I packed him a delicious lunch (it was a work day), and third meal I picked up a pizza from his favorite pizza joint. No cooking for momma! A win-win situation.
Also, we decided the birthday person also gets to pick the activity for the day. Rob picked to keep working on our bathroom remodel. My, how things change when you pass through your twenties.
And last, but not least. We read Happy Birthday To You by Dr. Suess. A tradition borrowed from a dear friend.
What are your birthday traditions? I'd love to hear about them. We are always looking for more!