Saturday, January 8, 2011

Closing out the Twenties!

Well, he's commenced his last year in his twenties, and I hope it was a decent commencement in his eyes...now here's to the beginning of the end!
29 years old...and what better way to be 29 than to 5 beautiful children. Aiden woke me last night, having thrown up at 2am. Maya woke me this morning with a fever of 102 degrees, but Lydia and Connor were perfectly healthy! In a few short hours, Aiden was fine...eating cake, pizza, candy, and everything he set his eyes on.
I thought I had done a great thing when I bought a chocolate cake that matched his Birthday gifts perfectly. When Daddy cut into it, I said, with my "gross" face at it's best, "What is that white stuff?"
Daddy: "You didn't buy a Bavarian cream filled cake did you?"
Me: "NO!!!" (as I rushed to the cake box to exam the description which read...

1/4 chocolate cake
Butter cream icing with Bavarian cream filling.

Grrrr....it should have read 1/4 chocolate cake with Bavarian cream filling. I felt so deceived, and needless to say, I didn't have a single bite! I DON'T LIKE PUDDING!!! I think Daddy was disappointed too.
Connor wrote "happy birthday", Aiden drew Daddy, and Lydia made a few yellow marks!
Maya ate pizza!
He sure did contemplate how to blow out all those candles!
And he blew out each and every one...better than I though he would!
The kids were delightfully surprised to get a party snack bag on Daddy's Birthday! I think Daddy needs to start making lists of what he wants for his Birthday....it's getting too hard to shop for him :)

Until the big three... O....
adios!

4 comments:

Steve said...

I was actually wondering if making a wish before blowing out the candles would help it come true. I was wishing with the faith of a child, and at the same time, with the cynicisim of a battered adult. Only time will tell...

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Steve said...

Actually, cutting into the cake and finding Bovarian cream was the answer to my question that I didn't want; a symbol of my luck and good fortune. I felt so bad for my poor wife. She always goes all out for my birthday and I usually fail in comparison on her special day. I got some great gifts which she put a lot of thought into, in regards to who I am, and I had a good day with the kiddos. It feels strange to watch the years keep passing by. Time seems to be moving at a more rapid pace, as if to say to all "you must work with more faith and focus". Time literally seems to be running out and I am almost thirty, with many regrets and many desires left to be achieved. I hope I can do the work I need to do and that faith and mercy will make up my lacking.

Sara said...

What a beautiful day it was! I always love the birthday pictures from January 8th. Crystal, you do such a good job with creating a beautiful event. Steve, keep the faith of a child and strive for the wisdom of your Father(s); you'll make it to your dreams and goals with hard work and patience. The Lord loves you and stands ready to ease and to bless.