The older you get, the more reasons you have to celebrate. A whole bunch of those reasons are birthdays. When the baby is very very young, every day of his life is celebrated. Until he gets up to a week or two old. Than weeks start to count. Slowly, monthes and weeks merge together for more reasons. Than it’s years. Than decades. The quarters of the century. Etc. The funny thing is that you can still keep track of days, weeks, and month – not only the years.
Maxim has finished his 26-th week today.