the morning of.

We celebrated your birthday right when you woke up.

Daddy took the day off of work, and sis didn't go to school (she was sick).

We just stayed home and played with all of your new toys.

You were in heaven.

And all morning you kept saying "This is a great day.  A really great day.  A really, really, really great day guys!  Do I get to keep all of these presents?  Are these mine?  Are these mine forever and ever?  Are these mine and not sissy's?  Sissy is not going to touch my toys.  Is she?  Will you ask her?"

You just wanted to make sure that this truly was the best day of your life.

A little reprieve before the big show.