It was my birthday yesterday. It started at 6am when Mike got up to head down to work. He wished me "Happy Birthday" and the fireplace kicked on in our room and I realized curled up and sleeping in was going to be a pretty awesome way to start my day!
The kids had other plans. At 7:30am they knocked on my door and marched in bearing gifts and a tray complete with a bagel and cup of coffee. Who could turn that down? We left the gifts for when Mike was going to be available and I finished my breakfast. We all curled up in bed and watched cartoons for awhile and enjoyed joking around.
When we finally decided to get up, Mike was on a break from work and I got to open some gifts!
The results of a 7:30am wake-up call.
"Yes, Jake. I get it. I got it the first time. I'm 37, not senile."
I got taken out to lunch - Jake suggested Panera so that's where we went. The rest of the day I just spent working on translating some songs for church which was great to do uninterrupted.
We headed to Minneapolis to see the play that night. Very good and a fun way to spend some time together. Mike and I didn't think it was the best production we'd seen, but it was entertaining and we all enjoyed the "magic" of the hats in the story.
Afterward we headed to Cub. Exciting, right? ABSOLUTELY! The only real request I had put in a couple nights ago was that we have Boston Cream Pie for my cake. I didn't think Mike and Jake were going to find any when they went into the grocery store at 9pm. But they walked out with one and Mike said, "They must have known it was your birthday; we had four to choose from!"
They all sang and Mike tried to figure out a way to cut the cake giving us (him and me...) the absolute largest pieces without it looking like a gross infraction to the kids.
It was a lovely day. As I said, I love my birthday. I can't wait until next year.