Rosie had a Dr’s appointment this morning for her eyes and she was very pleased to get to miss an hour and a half from school.  On the drive back to school she asked me if I would promise to make her a cake and sing to her on her 6th birthday (next July).  I said ‘I promise’… and, ‘don’t I always make you a cake and sing to you?’ And she said ‘no, you didn’t when I turned 5’.  I tried to argue the fact with her, but although she wasn’t upset, she was adamant that I had NOT made her a cake on her last birthday.

I have been racking my brains, but I think she is right.  I remember it was our first morning in this house (we hadn’t actually moved in yet) and we had bagels and cinnamon & sugar for breakfast… My mom came over, we opened presents, and *pause* yes, she’s right!  I didn’t bake her a cake!!  My sister made her a lovely cake the next day when we went to my Mom’s for our 4th of July celebration, but I guess when you’re 5 years old, you need your Moma to make you a cake and it needs to be delivered to you on your actual birthday!!

Just before taking her into her class room, I promised Rosie I woud make her a cake today… I’m thinking Apple and Cinnamon cake… I might even light some candles and sing to her too!