To mom: Here's a preview of your 'pinto pony' sock(s). As it is my birthday today, I suppose I should thank you for the monumental efforts you made to get me here... I know the 'back labour' was extremely uncomfortable, as was the ensuing eighteen years of rearing trauma which we both were forced to endure. I know you love the Golden Child best, but I am still claiming my birthright and first dibs on the contents of your jewelry box... all you get are these crappy socks. Thanks, mom. C
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Happy Birthday!!
got a giggle out of today's blog and wish I could see the prettied-up shop!
Happy B-Day Cami! I hope you got the cake, and it was really really great :)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!! I hope you had a great day. You totally deserve it :)
Happy Birthday!!!! Hope it's a great one!
Happy Birthday Dear Cami! Enjoy that cake cause you deserve all the yummies of the world especially today
Uhm, Cami's not here right now. She's off having dinner and a movie while I sit at home and attend to her spawn. Try again later, Thanks.
Happy Birthday!! Hope it was a great one, Cami. Hugs to you. See ya Wed.
and I can absolutely say we had more fun than you, Boris. Though I have a feeling my 'goes around' will be coming soon enough. :)
Happy, happy my friend. And many more.
To paraphrase something very funny that YOU once said..."That was back labor and 18 years of rearing trauma put to good use." Damn fine use, I'd say! And your "all you get are these crappy socks" reminds me of my very favorite poem, The Lanyard by Billy Collins. If you haven't read it, google it. Happy, Happy, VERY Happy Birthday Ms. Cami! I hope you've had a fabulous day and were presented with clean children's rooms befitting a Queen! Oh, and Boris, enough Spawn tending -- on your knees! Get that floor scrubbed for your adorable wife!
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