These beautiful flower-faced twins turned three the day these photographs were taken. Presents, cake, and of course kisses celebrate the beginning of their fourth year. I always think of a birthday as a step forward, the entry into something new. But birthdays in a literal sense are rather celebrations of a day in the past, specifically the day that marks the beginning of one's existence. Every year, most will indulge in parties and sweets to acknowledge their birthday.
It seems funny to celebrate the past, but we wouldn't be anywhere without it.
A note on kissing:
Girls kiss girls. Girls kiss boys. and Boys kiss boys. I've kissed one girl and a few boys. Also, in case you didn't know, there's all sorts of kissing methods: air kisses, kisses on the cheek, butterfly kisses, french kisses, eskimo kisses . . . the list goes on but we mustn't forget the dementor's kiss. A dementor's kiss though is most undesirable.
Most people like to kiss. Why? Likely because it's an expression of sexuality, a hearkening back to the myth of splitting one from another that Dr. Sexson related to us in class.
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