She just keeps on celebrating birthdays… And I’m starting to get used to the fact that she gets through the years in spite of many medical predictions during her first weeks. Who’d have imagined her 9th birthday when she was in hospital, between heart surgeries, full of tubes keeping her alive.
So many reasons to celebrate! And as mum has to work we’ll have a party some other day, and Dácil will have ice cream and presents twice!