With memories of his fifth birthday fresh in his mind, Atticus wanted to make sure my birthday was a real birthday .
“What kind of present would you like? A broom?”
“We need some decorations for your birthday.”
Avery quietly went to her room and got out colored paper. Before long, she had this paper chain for me.
The kids helped with my cake this morning too.
So so so so so full of wonderful… did you get a broom?