Birthday Baby
It's my baby's birthday. Not the little one. The big one. Thirty-two. He thinks he's old. Hah! Don't get me started. What I don't get, though, is he didn't tell anyone! He made it through the whole day of work and didn't mention to a single person it was his birthday. How did I end up with a guy like that? Just in case any of you were wondering, my birthday is six months, two weeks, and three days away. Not that anyone is counting or anything....
2 Comments:
please wish Adam a happy birthday for me. I always forget he's a week younger than me!
Happy Birthday, Adam!
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