Happy Birthday!

Today is Michael's birthday!  He turned the big 3-0 which Maya happily shared with everyone we saw.  We definitely lived it up today.  Started things off right by not sleeping in, followed by taking the kids to the pediatrician (respiratory virus FTW!), then to Lowe's to pick up some shelving for our basement. I know, you're totally jealous of how wild and crazy we still are ;-)  After Michael assembled and installed the shelves and organized the basement, we ate a yummy homecooked meal of sloppy joe's and cooked cabbage (his favorite, and although most of this post is sarcastic, this one part is not :)).  Then we put up our Christmas tree which we purchased at Lowe's.  Normally I'm a tree snob, and I do still feel a little disappointed in myself for not going to the tree farm and cutting down a tree, but with 2 sick kids I wasn't about to dress em up and trek around in the cold, snowy weather.  The next 2 weeks we're out of town, so Lowe's it was.  Gotta do what ya gotta do, right?

We're working with Milo on "gentle" and "look, don't touch" but I have a feeling we're gonna lose a few ornaments this year.  He was pretty excited to try to "help"!

I'm not sure this is how Michael had envisioned his 30th birthday happening, but I'd like to think he's happy with our normal, boring little life :)

One story ~ Maya pretty much lives and dies for birthdays and special occasions.  She spends days (or weeks, depending on how much notice she has) preparing the perfect gift and talking about the upcoming day, and asking me every hour on the hour whether or not there will be cake.  Last year the girls got Michael decorations from the Dollar Store, but this year she had a secret gift for him.  She decorated the wrapping paper herself and even cut out a heart she'd drawn to add to the top of the package.  Michael opened it to reveal his special gift ~ a seashell and a marker.  He was, as you can imagine, thrilled :)

Later on this evening, Maya asked me for the 400th time when we would get to eat cupcakes.  I said, "I think you're only excited for Daddy's birthday because we get to eat cupcakes" to which she quickly responded, "no!  I'm just excited because he's really, REALLY old."

Happy Birthday, Babe!

What we're contending with.  We did not buy a soft tree.  He does not care.  I said that we'd just have to put the ornaments up high.  Michael said, "when it comes to the tree, Milo is 6 feet tall"

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