Every year I get you something different for your birthday. Sometimes it’s a Hallmark card and other times it’s a different Hallmark card. Often the birthday card is accompanied by a gift of some sort. Like, one year I got you those socks you’d had her eye on for months. And then on another year I gave you that Aeropostale gift card that still had $12.17 on it.
I must admit, it gets harder and harder each year to find something that’s both unique and useful. So as I pondered this year’s birthday, I suddenly realized there was one thing I’d never gotten you. Your very own blog post!
It seemed like the perfect opportunity to wish you a wonderful day and to show the whole world once and for all that of all your three children, I am clearly your favorite. As for the topic of the blog post? I figured a trip down memory lane would be most fitting.
We’ll start with a throwback: my high school graduation. I remember that day as if it were just this past June:
Next up, remember that trip we took to the wine place? We got to taste seventy two different wines. We were so drunk when this picture was taken!
One of the things I really like most about our selfies is that we can take them anywhere at any time. Remember this one? We were at Wal-Mart after spending an hour looking through the $2.99 DVD bin for Rachel’s graduation present.
I also love traveling with you. This picture was taken when we visited the Butterfly Gardens at Butterflyland in Butterfly, Florida. That’s that purse you got me for Christmas two years ago!
I think this was taken on one of our many trips to our favorite restaurant: McDonald’s.
I love two things about this picture: the spontaneity and that expression on my face.
I thought it was only fair that I include at least one picture of all three of your kids. Here we are! Now there’s no way anyone could ever question why I’m your favorite.
Last one. Just you and me. The real me. Without any hair. Still one of my favorites.
So there you go. Happy birthday mom! I hope you like your very own blog post. If not, I have a kitchen drawer full of gently-used gift cards for you to choose from.