Lucy's gift was one of sleep. She zzzz-ed out from 11 p.m. - 6 a.m. two nights in a row?! Will contributed an extra hour by entertaining her from 10-11. That's two eight-hour nights for me. A-freaking-mazing. And especially valuable as I fight this darn cold.
Maizey's gift was a wonderful rendition of The Waiting Song, and a beautifully sung Happy Birthday.
(We lit and blew out this candle 3 times.)
When Will arrived home, he and Maizey presented me with a be-candled german chocolate cake, and along with a skyped-in B&B, another rousing round of "Happy Birthday!"
I am one lucky lady.
