Wednesday, May 26, 2010

A Very Happy Birthday Indeed

Well, I’m another year older. And I had a great day. It is funny how it is more about them than me and that’s how I like it. You know, the kids. They think our birthdays are about them. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

My day started with sleeping in to 7 a.m. Yes, that’s sleeping in at my house. I thought I was dreaming when I heard Kev roll out of bed at 5:45 to get Jack. It was too good to be true.

And as I waltzed down the stairs with an extra bounce in my step from my extra sleep, I was greeted with an enthusiastic chorus of “happy birthdays” from my little guys. Well, except from 2 year old Jack who doesn’t quite get the protocal and kept telling me “happy birthday party, Mama.”

Then it was gift time…



Only a mom of boys can appreciate the true love behind receiving a gift wrapped in Bob the Builder wrapping paper. That’s what Charlie and Jack wanted.

That was just the beginning.

We piled in the car to watch Luke’s class perform…on stage. That’s a big deal to a 7 year old. Oh, the joy!

After his performance my mom and I headed to breakfast (fun) with Jack (not fun) and Charlie (fun). I think I maybe spoke two complete sentences to my mom in between picking up crayons off the floor and escorting a loud and energetic Jack outside. This is why we don’t eat out anymore. I appreciate the goodness in my mom, though. She thought he could do it. I knew better. However, breakfast is my favorite meal and my mom is one of my most favorite people, so it was all worth it.

After school, the kids and I baked a cake together. Charlie wanted chocolate. He truly is a mini-me. Jack was the helper. He loved spinning the mixing bowl…



But he was so enthralled with the mechanics that he preferred to watch it rather than spin it…



All 3 boys took charged of decorating it at my in-law's house while Kevin and I went out for dinner by ourselves (woo hoo!)...



They all wanted their favorite color of frosting…go figure!



This why I love my birthdays being about them. I'm a lucky girl...



And Best of all…

THE BACHORLETTE. I have NO shame in admitting that this is what I wanted to do on my birthday night. Well, maybe a little shame, but I’m letting it go. That’s the good thing about being 32 (gulp), I am beginning to care a little less about what people think of me. Getting older isn’t so bad after all.

3 comments:

Leah said...

happy (late) birthday! they did a good job on the cake!!! very colorful!

reneeherrell said...

I had so much fun watching the Bachelorette "with you" on your birthday!!

Kellee said...

I love this! I so know the feeling of picking up crayons off of the restaurant floor while trying to take my other one outside so we don't make a complete scene!!! Glad you had a happy birthday "party".