
However, Saturday morning, Angie came into our bedroom. She climbed into our bed and when Deb rolled over to see her, Angie said, "Happy Birthday, Mom!" I hadn't even wished Deb a happy birthday. Angie is so thoughtful.
On Sunday, we cooked some steaks and shrimp for dinner. For her birthday cake, we had strawberry shortcake. Angie was so excited when I had her help me get the cake ready with the candle. She then carried it in while we sang Happy Birthday.
This year, a tradition came to an end. The first year we were married, we did not have anything to make a birthday cake. So, in trying to find something that would hold a candle, I filled celery sticks with peanut butter and stuck candles in them. Every year since then, that is what I prepared for Deb's birthday cake. Unfortunately, I had forgotten to get celery so we did not do that tradition. Hopefully, I will be better prepared for her birthday cake next year!
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