I slept in. (For two miraculous mornings, the kid woke up at 7.00. Back to his old tricks today, though. 5.30am. Sigh.)
I was hugged a great deal by my pathologically affectionate child.
(Here are his knees.)
I was taken out to lunch by a very dashing gent.
I got so many Facebook messages my phone died, twice.
I did not make dinner.
I did make cake. And then I ate it.
The end.
Happy birthday! Sounds like you had a grand one.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fabulous day! Happy birthday! (Can you believe 7am counts as "sleeping in" now?) And oh, those knees! Kid gets around, huh?
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