Dealer baby

So on my birthday yesterday the angel greeted me cheerfully at 3.50am with a flat refusal to go back to sleep... I believe she did try... She dutifully lay in bed, tossing and turning and groaning and screwing up her pillow for quite some time...but wailed inconsolably when it didn't work. At 5am we gave up and got up to make mummy a "cutter tea"...
Mummy gratefully returned bed for a few more moments of shut eye when grandma made her appearance, and I was much more cheerful when awoken the second time by the angel bearing gifts. Our barren vine had borne one little fruit offering and the angel had practiced saying "passionfruit" all the way from the garden, only to present me gleefully with the round precious gift of "here mummy, a sack-a-crack!"
:-)