childhood is far too much fun to only have a single favorite memory. i have dozens. but i'll share just one of them with you: my fifth birthday. it was the biggest and best birthday party i've had to this day. my parents invited everyone in kindergarten to join in the festivities, and we spent the afternoon in the park, playing games, eating cake, and opening presents. i can still feel the summer sun on my freshly-turned-five-year-old cheeks as we sat in a circle and i unwrapped my very favorite present of all. it was a small jewelry box with a ballerina that, when opened, would pop up and twirl to a soft tinkling tune that i can't seem to recall; i only remember that i loved it.
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