Well folks, this is it. No more birthdays after today.
This morning, Dave worked really hard on getting the girls to remember to tell me happy birthday. As I was getting Sarah's shoes on her, she told me and gave me a hug. Then she said "Mommy, did daddy forget to get you a card?" (Let me give you a little background here. On Mother's day - I got no cards. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. I was a little upset.) So I looked at Sarah and I said "Probably." So she comes back with "Mommy, after you drop me off at school, I think you should just go get your own card." Man that kid is smart.
I got my first birthday present this morning from my work husband aka Thomas. He got me a Dwight Schrute bobble-head doll. That's gonna be hard to top. But apparently Dave has known for a long time what Thomas was getting me, so if his present isnt better than that, he only has himself to blame.
It should be a pretty good day though. Work has been pretty slow so far. Thomas is taking me to BWW for lunch and Dave is taking me to Timpone's for dinner. I hope my pants fit tomorrow. Good thing I have held on to my fat pants so far. I have a feeling I am going to need them.
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Just wanted to wish you a very Happy "LAST" Birthday. I called your mom and asked her to pass you a message but thought I would put it in writing too. Love Ya Kid
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