Wishes

Yesterday my goddaughter turned four. I had sent her a box of goodies, and while working from the road yesterday I decided to call her to see if she was having a good birthday.

"We had cupcakes at school."

(Her Mom in the background: "Tell her what you wished for when you blew out your candle!")

"Your hair. I don't have it."

HAH! The girl has a real fascination with my hair, which I cannot explain. She loves long hair in general, but ever since she was a baby, whenever I'd hold her she would play with my hair the entire time. Sometimes just stroking it. How cute is that?

It's a rainy day, and fortunately I am in my office all day, working my little heart out.