K is for Key.
I was just beginning to think I would have to skip this week's ABC Wednesday entry when a post fell right into my lap. (Really all the credit goes to My Darling because he made this story possible. Thanks, Honey.)
Tonight we went to a party. You probably don't remember my posts from last September (one here and another here), but one year ago today our fifth grandchild (and fourth grandson) was just coming home from the hospital for the very first time after two weeks in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. This evening we celebrated not only his birthday, but his homecoming.
My Darling, tired after a long day at work, opted to leave the party before me and took a ride home with our son. Hannah and I would follow soon after. As I stood warming myself by the campfire in the backyard, I slipped my hands into my pockets and suddenly realized my van key was not there. I hoped but wasn't surprised to find I had no extra key in my purse.
My husband was all apologies for leaving me without a key, but I wasn't mad. I was just thankful that my beautiful daughter in law has a vehicle large enough to fit three children in car seats and four adults comfortably. I was also grateful that she was going my direction on the way home.
Hey, did you know that fried cakes make very nice little birthday treats? And they have their very own candle holders in the middle. Pretty cool!
Happy Birthday, Jakie!
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