When Johnny woke this morning, he came downstairs into the kitchen and I wished him a Happy Birthday. While still rubbing his barely opened morning eyes, he said in a little soft spoken voice, "It's my birthday and Mary's birthday." It is such a blessing to have such a precious little boy! I was filled with joy that he had remembered Mary.
We attended Mass this evening and celebrated his birthday late tonight. He had developed a fever shortly after we ate supper. His cheeks were getting flush as the celebration advanced to gift opening. He was distracted with all the birthday attention and it didn't seem to affect his joy.
Happy 3rd Birthday, Sweetheart!
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