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Perspective:

After writing the self-centered wenchy whining, I went in the livingroom to clean up a few things, and got involved with talking to Alannah. Joe was on the sofa playing, but it took me a few minutes to realize…..Dan wasn’t in the room with us.

I took a few steps back, and peeked into the kitchen, since he would have to walk past me to get into any other rooms in the house.

My sweet, too-smart-for-his-own-good Birthday Boy was curled up in a chair at the table, picking the sprinkles from his birthday cake one at a time. And when I say he was picking the sprinkles? He didn’t mess up the icing on top of the cake.

I just giggled at him. There are no problems in the world as long as you’ve got sprinkles!

On this day..

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