We’re in the midst of birthday festivities over here…Indigo informed me this morning that he wants a birthday WEEK. I asked if a weekend would do. He agreed that would be sufficient and then when Nate woke up, he tried for a week again…
School conferences have also been going on, so the kids have been off school the last two days, putting a nice head start to the birthday weekend.
If you’ve read this blog for any length of time, you know that I have a hard time with birthdays. I love them and I can hardly take them. I’m a sentimental mess, especially with my children. I love every stage of their growing, but I also grieve for what has past and what will never be again. It makes my heart hurt. However, I do enjoy making their birthdays special and remembering the day they were born.
A birthday can’t go by without me thanking God that Indigo lived. He’s a miracle and I will never forget. He’s so full of life that it takes my breath away sometimes, the thought of not having this child of sunshine. I know, it’s extra mushy around here today. I can’t help it. My little man is 7 and I know just around the corner, he won’t want to cuddle every morning, hold my hand and have his sweet little boy smells. I’m going to blink and he will be grown.
I’ll move on now.
We had a surprise guest for breakfast yesterday morning~ Miss Courtney. With school and jobs and busy lives, the kids don’t get to see Courtney as often and they were so happy to see her.
Greyley made her specialty~ pancakes~ and Nama made a quiche. We had decorated the night before, since Indigo had wondered where all his birthday decorations were…we made sure we delivered.
After our fun breakfast, we gave hugs to Courtney and sent her to work, while we went and spent the day at Pinz. It’s a crazy place that has an arcade, bowling and laser tag. We were practically the only ones there~ not every school district is off. Sweet!
Doin’ a victory dance…
He wanted a surprise for supper too, so we did that, but on the way to the restaurant, we passed McDonald’s and he got all excited.
“McDonald’s?! I hardly EVER get to go to McDonald’s!”
“You want McDonald’s?”
“YES!”
We all groan.
As we try to talk him out of McDonald’s, we drive right behind it to Osaka, a Japanese restaurant. He almost didn’t get past the craving for a burger, but the people in Osaka made it so fun, he got over it. (Although he’s saying this morning that he still wants McDonald’s. Sigh)
So, whew. I survived the birthday. We had a wonderful day. All emotions are still intact.
Today is Tosha’s birthday. And you know I can get mushy about her too. Love you, Tosh! We’re gonna have a fabulous year. 😉