The Birthday Boy
The Grown Son had a recent birthday.
He requested a birthday-eve dinner of Chicken Cordon Bleu.
And then a birthday dinner of Tri Tip.
He got both.
The Birthday Boy mentioned, during his birthday dinner, that he would like a post-birthday dinner of chicken parm.
Hahaha, nope.
He’s pushing his luck.
I cooked two special-order birthday dinners in two days.
Now I’m done.
He’s been sufficiently celebrated.
Happy birthday, Kiddo!
Liz Brenner
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Even you.
Especially you.
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