It's Moon's birthday today. SIXTEEN. The guys are at a baseball game, later we'll go out for dinner and then light candles on a stack of apple fritters (his choice).
Over breakfast I started the "Sixteen years ago today..." story, but was cut off.
"I know, Mom! You tell this story every year."
"Someday I'll be gone and you'll wish for my stories..."
And then Blue chimed in with, "Then we'll just go read your blog."
Moon seemed to really like the bear-like critters I stitched last winter, so I painted one for his birthday card. She looks a lot like his mama.