On the evening of his actual birthday, we went to the Melting Pot for dessert. My mom was in town and she had never been ... the kids either. Yes, the kiddos had tons of sugar on that day. The staff had left a Birthday Card on the table that had been signed by about 20 of the employees and of course, they all came over and sang Happy Birthday. I think he enjoyed all the fuss.
Hmmm. What do I wish for?
Blowing out his candle.
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