Happy Birthday, Elisabeth!
Twenty-three!
You're TWENTY-frikkin'-THREE!!!
My birthday advice to you: Never really grow up. Always be willing to be just a bit goofy...
Love, Mom
Saturday, May 26, 2007
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3 comments:
She sure takes after her mama! :)
Happy Birthday to Elisabeth! My birthday was yesterday (and I'm way past 23). As you know, it was a beautiful day here in the Seattle area and I really enjoyed it. Sitting in the sun reading and later a dinner out with the family. My highlight of the day was when my 18-month old granddaughter told me "Happy Birfday, Oma". She is talking early - just like her daddy, who talked non-stop and clearly at two years. Used to call him "motormouth".
It's a happy belated birthday to the daughter, I guess. I hope she ahd a good one.
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