First up is Four. He turned 12. {sigh..}
The night before a birthday, we celebrate with that year's last hugs and kisses. (No more eleven year old hugs from this one..)
Then comes 'the rite of passage'.
In order to pass from one year to the next, you must crawl through a family leg tunnel....
where everyone 'helps push' you along into the next year..
sometimes your siblings like to linger in the moment by trapping you..
but it's all in good fun and you eventually get through,
So the next night you can have your cake,
make your wish and blow out those candles...
{eta: I'm giving Four extra points for style this year. As I snapped away, he turned directly toward the camera to blow out his candles, all the while resting his head on his arm. Methinks he's a bit used to the camera.}






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