Today is my mom's birthday. It makes me happy that my mom has a special day just to herself. The rest of us keep using it for regular, mundane things, but it's her day! She emailed me this morning and told me that she was planning on doing nothing today but curling up with a Karen Kingsbury book (the one about the arsonist, not my favorite, but whatever) and then my dad is taking her out to supper. Now isn't that the sweetest thing ever?
So, to my mother (who doesn't actually read this blog, as far as I know), Happy Birthday. I love you.
1 comment:
Agreed.Very sweet. :-)
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