Josie (and Tim) come to visit me on Tuesday when I’m at the office for twelve hours. It wasn’t a surprise to see her, but the cupcakes and presents that the girls at my office had brought in for her were. Her "aunts" are much better at organizing and keeping secrets than I am, and I’d be upset about this but I’m just happy the baby got at least one cupcake out of this whole birthday debacle.
Not only was I overwhelmed by the sweetness of the gesture, but also having a large group of people singing at Josie was rather reassuring. I was concerned that she’d be overwhelmed and frightened, but the big hambone ate it up. She clapped right along with the singing. At least I don’t have to worry about that anymore for her party. Now I can put more energy into worrying about the cupcakes and food and plan.
