It’s been a weird birthday. It hasn’t been a sparkly,
special, “I’m so loved” birthday. It’s been an interesting birthday.
Lowlights:
- · Waking up at 5:45 AM to a wailing Felix and a whole lot of rain.
- · Absolutely terrible food at our lunchtime restaurant. (Dirty plates, separated wing sauce, burnt “dino nuggets”, soggy fries, greasy tortilla shell, missing elements of fish tacos. Basically, everything tasted like we got last night’s leftovers.
- · The lecherous old man from Roy’s choir who told me how very nice I was looking as I was walking away from him, and later made comments about how pretty our teenage babysitters are becoming.
- · Finding a hole in the lining of my new-to-me birthday moto jacket.
- · Finding a used tissue in my new-to-me birthday moto jacket.
- · Going for a run after the rain finally stopped, only to have Owen shriek continuously, the entire two miles, on his scooter, after changing his mind four times about whether he should be on a scooter or in a stroller. I swear the kid woke up anyone and everyone in our neighborhood enjoying a Sunday afternoon nap.
- · Cutting out 800 (not exaggerating) paper motorcycles for our church’s VBS that starts tomorrow morning. Of course these motorcycles were needed for the first day. I have a blister on my index finger.
- · Not having any time to bake myself a birthday dessert. Or birthday meal.
Highlights:
- · A wonderful card from my kiddos at breakfast. James, “Happy birthday to you. Now I said it, now I’m done.” Owen, “Happy birthday Mommy! I’m going to give you a present! Thank you!” Felix, “Uh oh.”
- · A new-to-me birthday moto leather jacket from Roy.
- · A brand new pair of Italian leather driving moccasins from Roy. They are seriously gorgeous.
- · Owen sobbing his exhausted little heart out at the conclusion of Mulan. (Put on so I could cut out more motorcycles.) “Why are you crying Owen?” “I don’t even know. I just am!!!!!”
- · James calmly inspecting his digital wristwatch as Owen sobbed. “Oh, it is past my toothbrushing time.”
- · Felix being the squishiest and snuggliest baby ever and showing off his new word (“uh oh”) to his grandparents. (As in, “Uh oh, I am grabbing the motorcycles Mommy just cut out.”)
- · Calls and texts from family and best friends.
- · Roy making me stop cutting out motorcycles at 8PM. Now I need a Band-Aid.
