The best birthday gift my daughter received today was that of her 10-1/2-month-old brother's steps!
Albeit shaky, he's officially walking, and she is officially five years old!
I briefly wept with glee and hormonal surge as he first advanced toward her with his pudgy feet and then rotated his efforts my way and took several smiley steps in my direction, on our plywood floor in our living room, (appropriately lit by the afternoon sun). Our daughter cheered him on and hugged him.
No doubt that she is the best gift he has ever known.
Happy birthday, my lady-woman. We are all working very hard to make the best life for you.