Today we do home birthday things, in addition to trying to get the chain saw running, splitting wood, and sorting out school clothes for next week. Wednesday we do school birthday things, which sadly, are much quieter and simpler than in Kindergarten. I sort of hope they’ll get a little more elaborate in future years. This year John and I go, taking a fruit snack (Logan says orange and Kiwi) at snack time, and get to sit and tell a little about Logan’s life. She’ll have a candle and card on her desk for a day or two around her birthday. That’s it. There’s also a class book which each family puts a page of pictures in — we have something like a dozen to choose from so far, and none of Logan as a newborn yet. Our albums of all those first years haven’t resurfaced since the fire, along with the albums with all the pictures of life before that time. What I have is a handful of loose pictures and what’s on the computer. So I’ll be taking a USB drive to Kinko’s or Staples and printing pictures there for the scrapbook. In theory our albums survived the fire and are simply in a box in the shop somewhere, but with each rearranging my hope dims.



Logan plans to get out early to dig potatoes today. We’ll do presents at lunch time, and then home made sushi (cucumber and avocado, avocado alone, and quail egg for Logan) for supper along with birthday cake — unless the birthday cake gets done earlier. I’m still debating the benefits of afternoon birthday cake vs evening when it’s dark and you can really enjoy the candles birthday cake. Presents at lunch time will help make going to bed easier, I hope. She also has a card from each Grandparent family to open already waiting at her place at the table. Jasmine and I wrapped presents in bright tissue Waldorf style (kindergarten used tissue and no tape, and it worked well for most things, for some I resorted to tape), and John still has a couple to go. I’ll have pictures to add or stick in another post later on today.



This post is going in both blogs — the regular one is back up and running, at least in theory.