I have always, always loved having my birthday.
This year, it being a "big" year of a birthday, my husband made sure everyone knew, everywhere we went, that it was my birthday, and it was the big -----
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I started the day with breakfast with the gang in bed.
Then went to Kindergarten, to volunteer in Blake's class. Nothing like going back to Kindergarten for an old Lady like me. Blake told his class it was You-Know-Who's birthday.
He insisted I wear my green necklace, (so I did) and said that his teacher would think I was beautiful.
Later that evening, Ryan was asking him if all the kids in his kindergarten class said his mom was beautiful, and Blake said, "No, but I sure thought she was the prettiest one there!"