She absently began brushing. Thirty seconds later she said, "What are we gonna do to celebrate?" I sighed. "Celebrate what?" I was getting a bit irritated. It was late and I still had a million things to do before I would be able to sleep."The 12s!" she insisted. Then she started throwing out ideas. My concentration was definitely at an end.
Finally I stopped her babbling. "How about we sing 'Happy Birthday'?" I suggested. "Perfect!" she agreed. I turned back to my paper but had barely found my place when she said, "Which clock are we going by?" This time I sighed pretty loudly and she sat down on the floor to wait out the final four minutes.
When the clock on my computer flipped to 12, I gave her the signal and we both began to sing. It was a little silly, I know, but after that she gave me a hug and went to bed, and now at 2:12 I can head off myself.
|Cupcakes from Prima Donna's actual birthday party in 2011.|
Maybe we should have done something a little more exciting...