Tomorrow, birthday season drifts to a close at our house, with younger daughter's birthday.
As I carefully put final preparations into place, it occurs to me that, among the cards I received for my own birthday this year, not a single one was humorous.
Everyone seems to have donned kid gloves for me. I suppose I should enjoy it while it lasts, though I can hardly take joy in the reason.
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