Yesterday, while I was engaging in one of my favorite hobbies, feeling sorry for myself, Savannah, 3, proffered this declaration:"It's your happy birthday!"
She then handed me some kind of plastic trinket wrapped in Play-doh as a gift.
I think she's onto something and, in fact, all young children—if they have the happy homes they deserve—are onto something. Enjoy the moment and when life hands you lemons, knead some clay.
In fact, that is going to be my new daily mirror affirmation. "It's your happy birthday!"
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