I turn 37 today. My previous birthdays, my kids always prepare something for me. Either prepare a surprise breakfast, a card or any little something to make it special. And usually they do it in secrecy with the help of my husband and try to surprise me as soon as I arrive from work. Yes, there is no "birthday off," here in France. So even if it is your birthday, you are required to work.But today, since it is my day off and my husband is working, there is no special secret preparation for my birthday. Meaning they weren't able to do so for the thought that I will just find it out. I really don't mind.
This morning, my son was the first one to wake up (as always), he went to my room and greeted me a happy bithday and gave me a kiss and a hug. He promised me that he'll make me a cake, if he can. Told him that I'll help him make one later on this day. So like any 5 years old in school vacation, he asked if he can watch TV. I said yes.
After a few minutes, he went back to my room to say, "I forgot Maman, my gift to you is my heart. I love you." And gave me another kiss and another hug.
No other gifts can beat that. This is the simplest yet the most wonderful birthday that I had.
And as his promise, he made me cake (and as my promise, I help him to make one)
