Eden, at my bedside, snuffling her blanket and sucking her thumb is often the first thing I see when I open my eyes in the morning. Today I was fully awake by the time she was at her post and I was glad for that small degree of composure.
“Would you mind,” she began casually, “if I didn’t invite you to my birthday party this year?”
I just stared at her for a moment and then asked, “If I don’t come to your birthday party who is going to DO your party for you?”
“Aunt Torey could make my cake.” She said without pause. Since Aunt Torey has made her cake the last two years we both knew she was solid on this point. She continued, “You’ve been to all my other ones: one, two, three, four.” counting on her fingers, before popping her thumb back into her mouth.
We looked at each other for several seconds until I said, “Yes, I would mind not being invited to your party.”
She pulled her thumb out, “OK, OK, you can come,” she said much more cheerfully than I had expected.
I love this story. The only thing that would have made it better is if I had been there. I’m just glad I made the guest list.
Hilarious.
That girl slays me.
Ok, so I’m back…where are you?