Gavin-you silly, delightful boy, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I cannot believe I was once trepidatious about becoming a “Grandma,” better known around these parts as *nonna.* It is true what they say: Grandchildren are your reward for not killing your own children. I won! I hit the jackpot!
As I write this – you’re innocently asleep in your bed and have no idea of the 3-D dinosaur cake I am preparing for your party and how its’ head just fell off. You won’t even wonder why my hands are dyed green when I arrive. You, being you, will just be excited about the cake and tell me it is wonderful because you are my little encourager. You’re my red-headed fella and one of the most energetic human beings I have ever known. You’re the double-sworded Leonardo who has explained more to me about “Turtle Power” than I ever wanted to know. You are my delight!
Thanks for enduring the kiss and remember: YOU CRACK ME UP!!!
I am blessed…”Nonna”
NOTE TO SELF: Try to remember – was there life before Gavin?