It was also a long day for me because I had to wait for the bus to pick me up at work and take me home. It broke down. Just my luck! My little man kept checking on me though. He wanted to know if they should come pick me up. I wanted them to but it would have been a waste of gas and their time. I told him the bus was scheduled to arrive soon so I would be about 30 minutes late getting home. Before the bus arrived, he called me again. He wanted me to call home when I was on the bus. Here, my seven year old is acting like a mother. That made me smile. So thoughtful and concerned. Although, the thought did cross my mind that he just wanted to get dinner over and dig into that cake. Was I bad to think that?
Once home, we ate dinner and I did the dishes. No breaks given, even on birthdays – at least for me. I threw a load of laundry in the washer and then we sat down. It was time for cake, ice cream and presents. We laughed because my Big Guy sang the song wrong. What? We had fun with it. But honestly, how can you sing the birthday song wrong? He did, so the kids sang it to me beautifully.
We ate some cake. French vanilla with vanilla frosting – there is nothing better! And my chef assistants (not that I am a chef, but in my house, I am) did a wonderful job. The cakes were sprinkled with yellow and pink sugar crystals and rabbit, duck and chick sugar decorations. A perfect spring birthday cake, even though the weather outside was anything but spring-like. Yes, the sun was out but the breeze was…frosty.
Gifts were the best. Elliott made me a card the night before and I got to read it early. He could not wait 24 hours to give it to me. It is a beautiful card designed with love. It showcases his artistic abilities and his wonderful use of colors. He has a talent for drawing birds so the one bird is, of course, a robin (it is spring after all?!?!?!) I will treasure this card forever. My little Miss gave me a handmade coupon book. I was so happy. Coupons for things like washing dishes, clearing the table, one is anything I ask (I will think long and hard before I cash that one in) and the best one, snuggle time. Then things got dirty. I asked for and received muck boots. Green and cute ankle-high boots. Garden boots. Fun boots. Any way you look at them I won’t be worrying about getting them muddy. They’ll wash off just fine. I am so looking forward to lacing those beauties up and heading to the garden.
Come on spring, it’s time!
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