Zinnia made me the card. (Thus the balloons with a "T" from "Z". Notice the Gnome hat too.
As I read the card, I will admit to a tear in the ol' eye. But it didn't stop there. I asked the girls if they knew how old I was. They pondered it for a minute and Dahlia, the 5 year old said, "36". To that, Zinnia said, "No he's 47". Next my grand daughter piped up and burst the bubble and said, "No! he's 70". I wish I had a photo of the flower girls expressions at hearing "70 years old". After it sunk in they both said wow! that's OLD. But then the big hugs really put me over the edge. Thank you Zinnia and Dahlia. You're the best neighbors in the world.
4 comments:
Happy Birthday! The gifts were perfect coming from the flower girls! I'm sure to them, 70 sounds like forever old!
Happy birthday, Tom...and many, many more.
Thanks for the stories. They always brighten my day.
Gotta love those sisters!
Congratulations, and may there be many more.
I have thoroughly enjoyed catching up with all the news from your neighbourhood after being away for a few weeks.
Judy B
The time you spend with youngsters is time well spent. You've beat me to it, January before I hit 70.
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