Dad: “Ruby, its your birthday, do you feel any different?”, Ruby: “Yes, I checked my feet and they got bigger”

“I’m going to get a HUUUUGE piece of cake ‘cuz its MY birthday, and I’m so excited about it”

“I’m 4 right?’, “Yup” says I, “and then I’ll be 5”, “mmm hmm”, “and then six?” “yes” ”.. and then I’ll be seven right?” “that’s right”, “and then… I’ll be a momma” “good grief”

Today is Ruby’s Birthday. I am taking the day off and joining her on her Tiny Treks, then we’re all going down to Santa Cruz to the boardwalk for some rides and possibly something sweet. Then back home for dinner and a cake.

Ruby has requested that her cake have chocolate and flour, and sugar, and “some other things”, and real flowers on top. Of course, she will be obliged.

For my part, I made her a collage.

Happy Birthday Ruby!