birth day

This weekend we will be going to a baby shower for my brother's new baby boy and I've been trying to explain the idea of a shower to my middle child, whom we will refer to by his Borg designation - 2 of 3. 2 of 3 keeps calling it a birthday party and he tells everyone we see that we're going to this party. People at Wal-Mart, daycare, the pharmacy drive-up window, anywhere. At dinner he was doing fist pumps about the birthday party. I got to thinking about what he was saying, and he's right - we are going to a birth day party. We're celebrating and there'll be food and presents and family members who are really more like strangers and awkward conversations and silences. There will also be love and laughter and support and memories and stories shared and a new family member welcomed to the mix. Party fist pump.