I am just so sorry.
I didn't forget. I just didn't...think fast enough. You see, I have a lot of birthdays to remember and keep a little list in front of me on my computer. But the list sits next to about 350 other pink sticky notes.
So, when a knock came at the door, in this horridly cold and freezing rain day, I knew something serious must have happened. You know the routine–a note is slipped under the door, the hoof steps of little feet go off in the distance, and there before me is a note, brief as always, from The Head Troll:
"Old Rudy. Birthday missed."
Which of course made me look at my list and then I saw I had missed Muddy's birthday too! I was thinking it was late November. Good grief.
I am a horrible, horrible mother.
To make up for it, I'm asking everyone here and elsewhere to leave birthday messages to Old Rudy, who is 13+ and to Muddy who is 5. Everyone who comments here on this post will get their name in a hat-and I will let Mud pick out one winner so someone will get a book. He loves putting his head in buckets.
