Happy Birthday, Momma!

Years from now, much like my brother, I will be capable of remembering the weather on my mom's 50th birthday. My older brother, year after year, can recall the weather largely because it is the first day of bow season. I, on the other hand, will remember because today we are experiencing the first snow fall since last winter. I woke up in a mood to play cheesy Christmas music and bake golden sugar cookies quickly I had to remind myself that we have yet to carve pumpkins. Even though my mom's favorite season is fall, I hope that the white chilly specks falling from the sky bring a smile to her face. Happy Birthday, Momma!

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