Back to topYour Story: Give Me a B-I-R-T-H-D-A-Y, What Does that Spell?
My boyfriend and I were out one Saturday at a community park, watching my little niece cheer for the Pee Wee football team. She was only eight years old at the time, and she loved it when we'd come to see her so, even though that particular day happened to be my birthday, we always tried to make it to every game we could.At halftime, the cheerleading squad would always come out and do a little routine. Lots of pom poms and clapping. But, that day, their coach came out and shouted "we'd like to perform a special birthday cheer for Kayla, is she in the crowd?"
It turns out my boyfriend had talked to my sister who talked to her daughter's coach and had them prepare a special birthday routine just for me! I turned bright red and glanced over at my man who was grinning widely. He gave me a huge bouquet of flowers and led the whole crowd in a rousing rendition of "Happy Birthday to You". I couldn't stop giggling!
