February 19, 2005

This Date in History

So, after concluding that the cinnamon rolls would, indeed, not be edible (bless their hearts- they really didn't want me to feel badly), we loaded up and went and got doughnuts at the supermarket, then came home and painted fingernails.

C could see that I was really disappointed that her Birthday Breakfast (tradition) had not quite materialized. She came and hugged me tight around my waist and said, "Mom, it's O.K. No big deal. I love you even though the cinnabons are cinnaburnts"- with a big grin. I couldn't help but reciprocate. This little girl who can see the glass as half-full, find something to laugh about, enamored of insects and gentleness toward every creature, my life is so blessed because of you. Thank you.

But! Mama ain't gonna mess up the Shrimp Alfredo. And that's a promise.

Happy Birthday, C. Mama loves you.

Posted by Rae at February 19, 2005 05:45 PM
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