You can tell a lot about a person by the way they handle these three things:
a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
— Maya Angelou

Thursday, September 11, 2008

and the birthday celebrations begin

Yesterday Julia celebrated her birthday with her classmates. She brought in cupcakes and everyone sang to her. Mrs. Nelson (her teacher) took some pictures.


It's a tradition in Joe's family that when you reach a milestone you get a custom written poem by Aunt Jan over in Italy. Joe and I each got one for our 30th birthdays, one when we got married...Well today in the mail Julia received her 1st poem from Aunt Jan. I thought I'd share it with you.



From a Who down in Whoville

To the relatives in the boot

Horton with his magical trunk

Is playing a Happy Birthday Salute



To a lovely little lady

Stylish and petite

One great great-niece

So pretty and so sweet



A smile to melt your heart

And blue eyes like the sea

All the happiness in the world

Is our wish for thee



Whether dressed in a gown

Or as an Indian Squaw

Elegant with a tattoo necklace

Every detail without flaw



Of all the Princesses

You're peachy keen

Definitely a royal beauty

Much more than a Queen



A castle in the forest

Now wouldn't that be grand

When a handsome prince comes along

To ask King Joseph your hand



Hoping for a sparkling future

For our fair lass

With a touch of Irish and Italian tradition

And a good amount of class



Five candles on your cake

Make a wish and blow

Need more hot air

Ask Brigid and Joe



Thank you for picking me

many flowers

Drawing pictures with you

I could have spent hours



You made me feel pretty special

On my last trip home

Hope you enjoy receiving

Your Happy Birthday poem



Wasn't that sweet? Thanks Aunt Jan. We love you!

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