Today is my birthday and it is somewhat significant. It isn't THE one, but is the one that earns you a "WARNING" sticker at the OB. Now that I am 150% tuned into my ovaries I can't hear anything but the screaming of old ... Old ... OLD!!! Thank goodness for little boys!
#1: Happy Birthday Mommy! Tonight we will have princess cake at your birthday party. Girls have princess cakes.
Me: OK buddy, sounds like a good idea. Will there be presents?
#1: I think so, I have to ask Daddy. I would like a Transformer in my goody bag.
Mr. Right worked some magic for me. He flew in early from this week's work in Boston, ordered up a deliciously yummy cake (fit for a princess but minus the Disney characters for those of us older than 10) from a local bakery that was similar to our wedding cake ... who knew? In addition, I heard from everyone today and it was wonderful! My parents were the first to wake me up with their iPhone texts this morning and my in-laws to say goodnight tonight ... my siblings on all corners of the earth, and my friends that keep life full and me sane - everyone made time today. I love you all! Thank you for making my "WARNING" birthday spectacularly special.
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You are a Princess ... and good job Mr. Right; way to go getting home early !
-- ssj
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