Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday darling one,

Something has happened to you. Less than a year ago, you refused to wear dresses. This stance lasted through your second year of life and into your third.

Then, suddenly, you got your girl on.

And are you ever a girl.

Now you talk about boyfriends, wearing white at a wedding and wearing "tip toe" shoes (what you call high heels). You practically fall over from glee when you see me in a dress and high heels and try to convince me to wear them every day. I generally refuse, much to your disappointment.

During the play earlier this month, the woman who put make-up on the cast put a little rouge and eyeshadow on you. You were amazed that there was a whole world of colors to put on your face. I can't wait for you to figure out just how inept I am at make-up.

Fortunately your regular boyfriend is "Ladies' Choice" - that is what you think the young man's name is in a music clip from the movie Hairspray. So you talk on your toy cell phone to Ladies' Choice. "Hi Ladies' Choice. Should I meet you at the coffee shop? O.k. Mom I'm going to meet Ladies' Choice at the coffee and you can't come."

But he has competition. You are quite smitten with the lead singer from the A-Ha video, Take on Me. Of course, I think those Norwegian boys are pretty good-looking too so I understand your smitten-ness.

So I have a deal for you. As long as these boyfriends stay on the screen and in a toy cell phone, you can have all the boyfriends you want.

Until you are 32 years old.

And then we'll talk.

Love,
Mom