Seven years ago my sweet Sophie was born at 4:30 pm, thirty hours after I got to the hospital after a valiant attempt at a VBAC, she arrived by c-section.
Today she woke up in a grouch, for reasons she never could explain, not even to herself, but soon was her normal sunny self.
We suspended all school work and spent the day opening presents and then playing with them, reading the books, making a cake. Reading more books. Opening more presents. putting together a model pirate ship. Pretending to be pirates. Reading more books. Dinner at Chilis. Birthday cake at home for dessert. More book reading. Bedtime.