Name them. They are ten.
They made a birthday room with signs and blankets; Zeke and Luci made homemade chocolates, and Zeke served me coffee after decking me out in a birthday hat on which toothpicks spelled "Mama." (The happiest of 43rd birthday mornings to me.)
I loved the laundry baskets in the middle of my throne room. Yup. That's appropriate.
"Fancy chocolates"
For birthday dessert that evening, Millie invented the richest cake any of us will ever eat.
We still talk about it a year later.
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