Thirty five years ago today, right smack dab in the middle of my 3rd birthday party (pin-the-tail on the donkey game to be exact), my mom went into labor. We had to hurry and open presents, eat cake and ice cream, and send the party guests on their way home. My best birthday present of all was about to arrive: My baby brother. Happy Birthday Robbie! Oops, I mean Happy Birthday ROB! I love you! I hope you have as good as a birthday as I am having. Gotta go now because Cristian is taking me to my all time favorite restaurant Texas de Brazil. I'll eat a slab of meat in your honor.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
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Happy Birthday Heidi. Eat a slab of that meat for me too. Yummy!
I hope you enjoy your day.
oh those restaurants are killer. i eat myself into a near coma. and i love every gluttonous second of it.
I did not know this little fact about your family!!!
And to be honest - he is always Robbie to me because that is always how he was referred to in the family.
Happy birthday Heidi!
What a great birthday present! Happy birthday to you TOO. (You are exactly one month older than me. No wonder I like you so much!)
Totally ripped off your birthday. Leave it to younger siblings to steal your thunder.
Hope you had a great one! I just got back from girls camp and I am still recovering!
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