Today, in 1982, I took my first breath. 🥳
This week is the "poetry café" at the elementary school and the 5yo's class was today. Because it's Pre-K, none of them did a solo thing just sang some songs on the theme of love. Then at the end, the teacher said, "We have one last special song. We have a birthday in the audience. ([5yo], go get him)." So the 5yo comes down and pulls me up front where I sat in a special chair and they sang me a special song that they sing to all the class members who have a birthday. It was about baking a cake.
I just about cried it was so adorable and cute and the 5yo was so excited to surprise me with it.