Twenty five years ago,
at 6:42
on a late, lazy Sunday afternoon,
I gave birth to my first born -
Daughter Hawthorne.
A few huffs and puffs
and there she was.
A perfect child.
Ten toes.
Ten fingers.
Cheesecake with a ginger snap/graham cracker crust.
Chocolate leaves.
Slices of strawberries.
And the caramel.
Spun gold.
Just enjoy how we made this.
I like it in the nighttime house lights. Twinkles like a Christmas tree. I think maybe I changed me mind about the chocolate cake....
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