I have nothing against them, but when you have as many as my family does, you get a little bogged down and almost dread the next one.
We’re a large family. Starting in February, we have at least one birthday every month until November. Some months have two, November has three and June has four plus Father’s Day.
And then, of course, December brings the biggest and most important celebration of all. Everyone celebrates that. At least, everyone I know.
So it seems we’re celebrating every month of the year except January. We really look forward to that month! We desperately need it to recover from all the celebrations—to rest up so we can start all over again in February.