Four years ago, I remember where I was... oh mercy.
The eight pound baby that I held in my arms is four years old today.
We had a lovely little celebration with zero mushy-mommy-tears.
I was a very brave girl.
Our family ate at a local Mexican food place so this child could order a great big plate of his favorite food...
enchiladas (is that normal for a four year old?).
And an entire restaurant-full of people sang my boy "Happy Birthday"
while he wore a cute little sombrero and **blushed**.
But where was my camera?
Oh it was with me.
The memory card, however,
was still in the computer at home.
PS: Want the recipe for those strawberry cupcakes? Yes, you do. Here it is. A few of you asked where I got his shirt (I didn't make it); it came from Carter's.