Birthdays should also be called Joy Days.J & M scoured the stores for an "out of season" flavor aka pumpkin cake and it tasted like love & friendship. So good.
J with the help of his baker gal friend made lovely little lemon cakes filled with pudding, in the shape of presents.
HCC prayed for me. It was emotional, and I felt so blessed to absorb these prayers.
In the evening, we had a mother-daughter date night to Swan Lake. I love the ballet because you just have to watch the faces and actions of the dancers to understand their story.
On Monday, I woke up to the special parental birthday card. Alvin bought a scrumptious chestnut cake. D made a pumpkin cheesecake. It was nom nom.
My 22nd year has been good to me thus far.
My 22nd year has been good to me thus far.
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