My Favorite Birthday Gift

I confess that Ben was making a hotpad for Uncle Graham.  I asked him if he would consider giving the beautiful hotpad, his very first, to me since my birthday was a few days away and he could make another one for Uncle Graham.

Ben very sweetly said yes.

I am shameless.  But a mother has to look out for her own memories, right?

Ben wrapped the hotpad himself and I pretended to be very surprised when I opened it over breakfast in a little sunny cafe. 

I asked him to hold the hotpad so I could take a photo.  He did all the color selection for the weft.  I steered him to all white for the warp.  And look, Deanna Beth, I wove it with every other strand instead of every two.

My birthday was a lovely, peaceful day.  The sun came out, but we got a little shower too.  I had an entire hot fudge sundae with salted caramel and black cherry ice cream and by the end, it was just too much.  There was a little boutique shopping, a morning snooze and read on the sofa, and a bit of sewing.  My loved ones were with me, my loved ones called me and texted me.  Too bad I don't have another birthday until next year. . .