My birthday morning began a little different than we had originally planned. As some of you know, Paul had been admitted in the hospital on Friday night with epiglottitis. Our birthday plans were postponed and I woke up on Monday very tired from a long weekend. Paul was going to be released in the afternoon - YEAH! When I got to the school, I was greeted by some decorations on my door and my kindergarten team decided that it was "black day".
Around 9:00 pm our doorbell rang. Paul opened the door as I followed behind. I could quickly see my "Ya-Ya sisters" - aka Debbie, Tamara, and Janice - standing on the porch singing "Happy Birthday" and waving sparklers. We went out for ice cream. It was a great ending to a long weekend.
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What a great day it was all in black.
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