Yesterday we celebrated my Nan’s 90th birthday with a surprise birthday party and morning tea at one of the local parks near where she lives. 90 years old. And still going strong by all accounts, even if she is starting to forget some of the finer details.
So after bundling up Jesse, his nappy bag, the new camera and ourselves, it was over the bridge to the other side of town for morning tea and birthday cake.
We don’t see my extended family very often, so there were a lot of unfamiliar faces there. But there were some familiar ones too. And it was great to see the surprise and smile on Nan’s face as she turned up to her family singing her happy birthday.
It was a lovely morning to be outdoors (despite the fact it was a little cloudy). And Jesse seemed to be loving his time outside soaking up the fresh air and nature. It was also the perfect opportunity for us to take our new camera for some more practice shots.
Later that night, Renee and I got to talking about the mornings activities, in particular, we talked about being old. “Would you still love me if I was old and wrinkly like your nan?” she asked.
“Babe, based on the history that women live longer than men, I’ll probably be dead by then!” I joked.
That said, I really do hope that one day I’ll get to celebrate my 90th birthday… And if I do, I hope that I’m still of sound mind to realise what a momentous occasion it is.