Four years ago today, I had lunch, took a nap and ate half a bag of mini Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups. Philip came home from a softball game and asked me what I’d been doing. I told him about the peanut butter cups and he said, “uh oh” because he knows that they are my preferred method to bring on labor.
At 6:00 PM my water broke. A little after 7:00 PM, Bip was born. We’ve been laughing ever since.
“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:5
Happy Birthday, little Bip. You are truly our joy in the morning.
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Lori, first, Happy Birthday to Bip. Second, I don’t know if you pick your security words or what, but mine was pumpkin. I thought it oddly, sweetly, poignantly appropriate. Joy in the morning, indeed.
Happy Birthday to Bip, and Hugs to you.
Happy Birthday Bip! We miss you!
Happy Birthday Bip!
I love your story. I wish I’d known about peanutbutter cups back in the day when I needed them.
PS when are you going to take time out from unpacking to change from the Easter/spring theme?!
Happy Birthday Bip! I can’t believe you are already FOUR! I’m so glad we were able to visit, and even more excited that you think I’m nice. We miss you all.
Happy Birthday to Bip!!