Forty-something

Let's get one thing straight - the man is forty-something, not me. Today was his XXth birthday, which actually puts him closer to fifty-something, but I won't go there.

The girls and I had a great time setting up for the celebration. Initially, I planned on cake and presents but upon reviewing the agenda with the girls, Little Miss Independent reminded me that birthday parties require balloons and party hats. And who am I to argue with that logic?

We baked a cake, signed cards, wrapped presents, and decorated the house with balloons. Little Miss Organized was so excited that she kept asking The Man to come downstairs before we were finished setting up.

Later, we enjoyed dinner at Claim Jumper, one of his favorite restaurants, and somehow managed to save room for cake at home.

In short, a great time was had by all. Kudos must be given to my little party planners -- they sure do make their mommy (and daddy) proud!

Happy Birthday, Sweetheart! -T