A cake.
A candle.
A happy birthday morning.
How does it feel to be four? (An impossible question that somehow begs to be asked.)
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My name is Carrie Snyder. I'm a fiction writer, reader, editor, dreamer, arts organizer, workshop leader, forever curious. I believe words are powerful, storytelling is healing, and art is for everyone.
To be four…oh I have a vague memory that four was a fine year.
All those gummy bears on your cake! My son would have loved that….I guess I could have done that on his cake I made. His birthday was the 27th and he is 16.
Happy Birthday!
Never too old for a birthday cake decorated with candy! Happy birthday to your son.
Aw…it looks like it’s pretty great to be four.
My eldest turned six yesterday and my middle one turned four in February. It’s so bittersweet watching them get older.