I forgot to leave a note on the counter for her. I just left for work as if it were any other day. I know what it's like to enjoy a birthday - I still love my birthday, but pretend I don't care now that I'm an adult. Ella must have gotten her birthday obsessiveness from me.
I had major working-mom-guilt around 10:00 AM, so I decided to call her school and see if they would let me talk to her. The front office secretaries are not known for their graciousness, but I pleaded my case and I was patched right in.
"Happy Birthday honey!"
"Are you having a great day?"
"Yes. Guess what? Lucy asked me to be her partner for centers and Erin asked for me to go to the office with her."
"Because it's your birthday?"
"Yeah. And a lot of people are saying "Happy Birthday" to me."
I don't think it gets much better than that.