Eighteen years old, graduated with honors, working part time, going off to college this fall. I guess I can call him by his real name, Daniel, now that he's an adult. His birthday meal is always a cookout: the menu last night was hamburgers, hot dogs, chicken, corn on the cob, potato salad, baked beans, and watermelon. But as the traditional birthday pictures were taken with his raspberry pie, I had a flashback to his first birthday meal, the one with the neapolitan cake:
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Yes, its wonderful when they grow and fly away, suddenly you are your own person again.
Carli
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