Monday, September 22, 2008

His Special Birthday Dinner will be Coal

"I finished painting our new birthday plate!" I announce happily to the DNB.

I've gone to a pottery painting shop with my Book Club. I decided to paint something useful, because God knows I'm my father's daughter and can only stand so many "trinkets." Although, unlike my father, I don't define a trinket as "anything that costs money." The DNB's family has a wonderful tradition - on your birthday, you get to eat a birthday dinner of your choice off of a shiny red plate that says "You Are Special." So to continue the tradition, and make it our own, I made a plate especially for us.

"You made a birthday plate? Is it red?" the DNB asks.

"No," I reply. "It's green and blue."

"So it's not red?" He seems confused.


"But it's a birthday plate?"

"I'll tell you what," I say patiently. "When it's your birthday, you can eat off the red plate. When it's mine, I'll eat off of the special new plate, handmade with love and tenderness for our own small but precious family."

"Okay," he says cheerfully.

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