Tradition is a curious thing. Why do we go out of our way to re-enact events from our past superimposing them upon the present? We make the same cookies every December or return like swallows to a favorite location. We find comfort and build memory with traditions and we love to capture it on film for posterity.
A couple of weeks ago I spent some time picking out an Anniversary cake for Shelby and Josh.This got me thinking about a messy tradition based upon my first birthday cake. Here I am enjoying my first birthday by destroying my baby size cake.
I decided when Shelby came along that I would continue the tradition.
Again when Darren turned One he was given permission to smear to his hearts desire. I was much more practical by then and opted for the hi-chair method.
Finally when Morgan reached the appointed age he too was granted his own heart shaped pastry. The cake pans are stored away now. They wait for the day when possibly one of my three will find joy in the act of cleaning frosting from their own children’s hair. Here’s to traditions! Big or small, they are great signs along the road.
REBBE, Herman and Emma (Chester, IL)
1 month ago
2 comments:
Fiddler on the Roof voice...deep and jewish like: Traditionnnnnnn!!!!!
Great post my friend and such a nice distraction from the other things in life right now that are so annoying. :)..oh my lets not even go there. Love you!!!
Awwwww.....so cute! YOU had a lot of hair as a baby. It was fun to see this post topic as today I was going through our pics of Liams first birthday to choose one for a different photo project. The ones where he was smeared with cake (a cute little cupcake) were too cute.
Hugs.
Ps. I love traditions!
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