For the past two weeks or so, Emma has been talking about birthdays. She's learned that birthdays are something that people have. Because my birthday was coming up, we talked about what we would do for it: have cake, open presents, and go to a restaurant.
Yesterday was my day and Emma was exited about everything. We opened presents before I left for work. She helped Daddy make cupcakes. And she was so thrilled to go the restaurant that she burst our in tears when we immediately leave the library when picked me up. I think its safe to say that she likes birthdays.
This morning when we got up, we have this conversation:
Emma, "Presents?"
"No, my birthday was yesterday. I don't have anymore presents."
"Daddy's turn?"
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I love that you are blogging now. I love that Emma is so excited about birthdays. Happy late birthday chica. PS. I still think of you when I here people meow.
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