November 19, 2007 - 12:13 AM.

Birthday boy, on my birthday

There is nothing quite as touching in my world, as opening the front door this afternoon to my little son holding a foot-long hot pink bubble wand in his hands, reciting breathlessly, "Happy Birthday Mommy, I love you, Punim's got thith pink bubble wand! And Punim had to GIT it off Grammy and Grampy'th cah, and, and, how'd it get up theah? WELL, I don't knooow, but, this bubble wand was up THEAH, and I had ta GIT iiiit . . ." etc, etc.

"It'th Mommy'th THPECIAL DAY," he kept repeating this morning, and to his grandparents who came to pick him up for a Sunday in the country. "We'ah gonna have a PAHTY, and Mommy'th gonna have ICE CWEEEEEEAMMMmmmm..." He knew a homemade icecream cake was the entire party menu (too many people off the gluten to bother with a cake), and poor bunny held it all day until finally given some at five o'clock!

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