There are so many magical moments in birthdays. There’s the magic of watching a little one open a parcel, when they realise just what’s inside;
there’s the moments of anticipation; when it’s just all so exciting and their fingers just can’t move fast enough to open it and find out what lovely treasure has been wrapped inside;
and then there’s the cake.
Birthday candles are special at any time of year but especially when your birthday falls in the deep depths of winter, when the glow of that little light draws us all in, to sit and celebrate our little girl.
Elma spent most of her birthday smiling fit to burst; she loved her presents, she loved having her Grandpa to play and speaking to all of the family over FaceTime and listening them sing her Happy Birthday. And I love all of the photos I have from that day; little vignettes of our darling girl starting out on the very exciting journey of being two.
But my favourites are by candlelight; my little two year old and her four year old sister sat watching that flickering flame – and then blowing it out.
It was everything that birthdays should be made of, and it was perfect.