I think the girl had a big day.
There were presents.
And, apparently, people sang Happy Birthday until she was sick of it.
We took her out to dinner. And, we made the day about her.
That’s so important to a kid. Just that focus on a special day. It needs to be important and we’re so lucky that we’ve kept it important to her.
Everybody be well. Somehow, despite getting up 40 minutes early, I’ve ended up late. Darn that extra time I spent sewing.