My dear Miguelito is 21. Hard to believe. I stopped myself from sharing w/ him the "the day you were born..." details. Though I do remember...I came home from church, of all places, with a classmate. My Dad was pouring champagne with a smile, the house was filled with blue balloons. When I returned to school the following Monday, they announced over the loud speaker that I had had an addition to my family. I was called "Aunt Catherine" for the first time. Little did I know then, what an honor that title would be. Happy b-day, doll.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Mikey's 21
My dear Miguelito is 21. Hard to believe. I stopped myself from sharing w/ him the "the day you were born..." details. Though I do remember...I came home from church, of all places, with a classmate. My Dad was pouring champagne with a smile, the house was filled with blue balloons. When I returned to school the following Monday, they announced over the loud speaker that I had had an addition to my family. I was called "Aunt Catherine" for the first time. Little did I know then, what an honor that title would be. Happy b-day, doll.
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