My older daughter, granddaughter and I went to tea in the city for my birthday, and we all three had a lovely time. Having three generations together was touching for me, and the granddaughter did very well, if not with the eating part, with her acute sense of observance. Near the end of the tea she took a small notebook and pen and played the part of waitress with us, then with strangers, and got miffed when our waitress didn't take her order and carry it to the counter. It's nice to know she'll have a vocation when she's older, like at four.
She was also a great sport at our dinner out that night, and ate well, when she wasn't visiting various ones of us at the table. She has a big crush on my younger daughter's boyfriend, so she got carted all around, and received slices of pink apple from the chef. Her subjects adored her. We all basked in her fresh, outgoing, happy newness. The world is her oyster.
I was missing our older son, who is in India, and his wife, who is at the bedside of her dying stepfather. But with our busy, far flung family, it was a blessing so many were with me at my passage into my fifty sixth year. A couple of dear friends were there as well. Friends and family, well, that is what it's all about for me.
I like your modus operandi - just claim your 56 when you are 65. i like it !
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