It Takes a Village

birthday parties, inter-generational living, broken family trees and unlearning how to be an island.

My youngest child turned three over the weekend. He’s been fantasizing about his birthday since January, chatting up anyone who would give him a listening ear about the party he was going to have. The party itself wasn’t anything elaborate. Only a simple backyard party with ten busy kids buzzing around.

This upcoming weekend, my oldest is turning six. H…