|En route to Preschool. Mad singing
“Happy Birthday to MEEEEEE”
and showing me how old she is on her fingers!
These two dates make up 2/3 of my “Holy shit” moments. The other is what I call her “surg-ersary”. The date that my beautiful daughter underwent a life changing, and saving open heart surgery. In fact, I suppose I actually have 4 “Holy Shit” moments as the date her heart problems were discovered also resonates heavily with me.
Things I used to make this lunch: