Some years ago, when Betsy was little and we had three family birthdays in August and just hers in February, she was feeling a bit left out at the end of the summer and asked if we could maybe do something to celebrate her half-birthday. Having one of those summer birthdays myself and remember how left out I felt during in-class birthday parties, I agreed, on a few conditions.
- It couldn’t be a birthday celebration. No cake, no presents, no fancy dinner.
- It had to be something simple that we’d enjoy replicating. For all of us. For many years.
So what is the opposite of a fancy birthday dinner?
Breakfast for dinner!
The half-birthday honoree gets to pick the breakfast foods.
And we can wear our pajamas to the table if we want!
Yes! Happy half-birthdays to us!