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There is definitely something to be said for Facebook and birthdays. Thank you all for the many many well wishes today. I’ve had a lovely day, actually a lovely weekend including dinner out with my husband on Friday and again with my family yesterday. Today started with homemade waffles and bacon, much to the delight of my little people.
Then an 80-minute run through the snowy sidestreets with my girl Christie. I felt great throughout but waaaaaay older than my 37 years as soon as I was finished. Then — and perhaps you’ll find this pathetic but try not to judge — my special alone time was a trip to Target. It was special. Really. Braedan tried to weasel his way into it (unsuccessfully) by saying he had let me go to the grocery store alone the day before. Not as special.
The lowlight of the day came when I unpacked the lamp my parents gave me and the boys decided to “make snow” with the styrofoam packaging (after being told not to), giving way to an hour-long clean-up. Like we really don’t have enough snow for them?
We rebounded with homemade pizza and a rousing pillow fight. Then I snuggled in between my two boys and read another favorite, Miss Rumphius. If you have kids and don’t know Miss Rumphius by Barbara Cooney, you really must find it.
And the best part: no hospital stays, no ER visits, no medical emergencies. Just me and my three favorite guys under the roof of our wonderful new house. So, I’m another year older … with a few thousand more wrinkles and gray hairs (and stiff muscles)? Oh well, I’m still lucky.
Krissy! I did not know this is your birthday! Sending special love across the 40 year lead I have on you! Being 37 means being optimistic and irrepressible. Your great spirit and humanity will prevail in this year of the tiger…always thinking of you and your guys, Grandma Joanne
Krissy! I did not know that this is your birthday! Sending special love across the 40-year life lead I have on you. Being 37 means being optimistic and irrepressible. Your great spirit and humanism will prevail in this year of the tiger. I am always thinking of you and your guys. Love, Grandma Joanne
Krissy, Happy belated birthday to you! Glad you had such a great weekend with all of the guys. Love, The Mathewson clan.
I meant to wish you a happy birthday yesterday. Know how I know it was your birthday? Because Braedan had been talking about it at school, and it made an impression on Thalia, who wrote it on our calendar. Heh.
Those two crack me up. Braedan thought that was pretty funny.