So, I started my 37th year by plucking my chin hairs, yanking out the gray, and wondering if I was hot due to the 90+ degree temps or the early onset of hot flashes.
No, really it was a good day. The day started at 6 AM with Miles 1 inch from my face yelling, “Happy Birfday Mommy, I wuv you and I wike you.” He was more excited then on Christmas morning. Why you ask, well mommy’s birthday meant lunch at McDonalds for him. Nora took me out for Café Rio which we ate at Mickey D’s while the kids ate fries and played their little hearts out on the play land. What a great present, we came home and both Miles and Wes promptly conked out for long naps. Then Dave came home with pizza and a babysitter! Yes he called ahead and got a sitter so we could go out for dinner!
Now to the above photo. Upon arriving home from school Ian asked for some glue then disappeared into his room. About 30 minutes later he appeared with the above creation for me. What a cool, creative kid! Who taught him how to make popup cards—maybe Sister Buxton? That is our house in the background and me and Ian in the front—probably years from now since Ian is taller than me. Talk about being spoiled on your birthday! Thanks for the great day guys, I love being taken care of by my boys.
3 comments:
Ahhh, happy birthday! What great boys you have. Love the line about plucking your hairs. You are still just as gorgeous as you've always been.
Happy Belated Birthday! Good luck on your big race. :)
Are you spying on my morning routine? I hope you had a wonderful birthday!
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