Henry's 4 1/2 birthday celebration seems a bigger milestone than his actual birthday last February. Maybe it's because 4 1/2 is so close to 5 and all that will bring. There's no denying that Henry is growing up faster than I could ever imagine. In six months he'll no longer be a preschooler (and I just got used to calling him that.)
I wish life around here was as sunny and fun as this birthday treat but it's not. I'm having a terrible time with the work/family balance. Quite a few complications have arisen--I spend all of my time putting out fires on both fronts and not making a lick of progress. I'm faced with a big decision at work, one that's all but made; I've just been putting off the phone call. Either way I lose.
On that happy note, I'm headed to the freezer for Peanut Butter Fudge ice cream. Too bad there aren't any more cupcakes to go with it.