Today is that magical day of the year when Shaun becomes only one year younger than I am. The best part of any family celebration in the past year has been assisting Nels in making a card for the honoree. He draws a picture and then one asks him, "what do you want the card to say?"
The reply, word for word:
I love your birthday.
I love you, but please don't fight at my birthday.
I don't want you to be sassy or naughty at my birthday.
Dear Daddy, please don't be a monster at my birthday!
I love you for your birthday, but don't --please-- talk naughty and sassy. But I love you."
And, yes, those birthday sentiments DO reflect EXACTLY what kind of week we've had around here.
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I think that's the hardest I've ever laughed at 7:40 on a Sunday morning. At least Nels has mastered honesty if not tact. I can't wait to come see you guys! Happy Birthday, Shaun. And Happy Anniversary to both of you.
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