Halfsies

When I said to her, a whisper in her ear as I tacked a kiss to her nape, “hey, you’ll be four-and-a-half tomorrow,” she sat up straight, suspending our snuggle: Will I have cake?

I hadn’t planned for cake but there’s only one right answer to such a question. “Well, yes! What flavor should it be?”

Strawberry. With candles. And singing.

It’s not a thing we do, usually. But the sweet girl asked for a little pomp and one of my firmly-held parenting philosophies is make celebrations. So we did.

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