Dear me,
Happy 24th birthday! These flowers look just like the ones from your wedding. I knew they were from mom. Only she would think of that.
love,
older, wiser me
Dear Scully,
You are 1 now. Er...um...technically 7? This means we can no longer blame your misbehaving on being a puppy. So I will have to come up with something else to blame it on. Because you obviously are not growing out of it.
love, us
(the other people who inhabit your house, feed you, and force you to take baths)
ps...we love you. and we know you love us too
Dear New Moon,
I waited for you in line.
While rereading you, of course. You did not disappoint. You, the best friends on the planet, and chips and salsa made for a goooood night.
love, a true fan
Dear husband,
This year, I am thankful for you. As always.
love, me
3 comments:
Awwww, what a sweet post Toni. Wow, 24? I remember you as a little girl cleaning gum off the sidewalks in front of the funeral home :-)
Happy Birthday!
haha! that is a sad picture you just painted. Little toni, scraping gum, in front of the funeral home. LOL!
So fun.
#1: New Moon was ridiculously amazing. And the hot cheesey dip was ultra delish. Too bad Jane was our waitress. Freaking volturi.
#2: You look gorgeous in the bottom picture. I love your hair!
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