Yesterday, our beautiful Lucette turned eight. It was lovely to share Mother's Day with one of the people who make the day truly special.
We had breakfast in bed together and then did a little present opening. Miss Lucette found a pair of shiny pink cowboy boots awaiting her. I almost ordered her the brown, as they would surely go with everything. And then I remembered being eight ... and I knew pink was the ticket.
And she was happy. And so were we. It's a big love-fest around here. Aren't we blessed.
