One birthday present down, two more to go.
Mom has all but forbidden me to give her her birthday presents before her actual birthday, but since this one really is more useful at the beach, I out-stubborned her and gifted it this afternoon:
She loves it. It holds most of her stuff. And we were very excited that it goes with her sun dress.
And the more time I spend with my mom, the more I learn about myself. For example, this morning Mom was telling me some stories about how my love for umbrellas when I was a baby neared obsession. So much so that I'd be exclaiming, "'Lella! 'Lella!" hours after seeing some out in the rain.
"I don't know what it is with you, Emily," said Mom, "And how you latch onto things sometimes."
Hm. I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about.
She loves it. It holds most of her stuff. And we were very excited that it goes with her sun dress.
And the more time I spend with my mom, the more I learn about myself. For example, this morning Mom was telling me some stories about how my love for umbrellas when I was a baby neared obsession. So much so that I'd be exclaiming, "'Lella! 'Lella!" hours after seeing some out in the rain.
"I don't know what it is with you, Emily," said Mom, "And how you latch onto things sometimes."
Hm. I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about.