So I usually do not acknowledge my birthday,EVAH, but in order to tell this story and share my smile, I need to.


So I will not give away when it was, or how "young" I am , but in recent history, I might have celebrated a birthday. Jeff has had to travel ALOT recently and consequently had to be away on my birthday. No Big deal to me at all, but BIG DEAL to him and to the kids. So He and the kids surprised me with a little birthday celebration a few days before my big day while he was still in town.

Well the night before my birthday, I headed to bed right after I put the kids down. I was toast and was in much need of some serious sleep lest I be grouchy and comatose for the parade, the bash at our local high school, my appointment for my "I still got it" tattoo, and karoake night with the local celebreties all planned for the next day in honor of me and the day of my blessed birth... yes, I am laughing out loud while I type this. If you can't laugh at yourself ...


Anyways, I couldn't get to sleep, per usual, and for the next couple of hours I tossed and turned and I had my eyes glued to the tv while it cycled through various reality tv shows and infomercials. The nights is a blur, but I think I might have bought an A*qua G*lobe. Anyways, our 12yo, David peeked into my room a few times and when I would see him, He would say, "Just wanted to tell you I loved you one more time", or " Happy Birthday tomorrow." or he would ask some really random question. But he was quick with the questions and the love, so I had no reason to suspect anything.


Turns out, he had stayed up well into the night cleaning up the first floor for me. I had left all the dinner dishes out, etc. as I was going to tackle the monstrosity in the morning. So He worked hard into the night to surprise me when I woke up. Also, we have a tradition in our family where the night before someone's birthday we blow up balloons and put them all over the floor of their bedroom and we put signs up all over the house for when they wake up. This is usually reserved for the kiddos. Well David stayed up after cleaning and made signs and blew up a ton of balloons for my room. Turns out he was peeking in the room to see if I had fallen asleep yet. I had insomnia, so I ended up staying up pretty late, so that meant he ended up staying up pretty late to outlast me. Oops. :)


The next day, I was awoken in the morning to my little buddies singing happy birthday to me while they brought me breakfast they had made me up into bed. And to the balloons all over my floor and signs all over the house. And an immaculate 1st floor cleaned out of love. Tons of handmade cards. Oh and tons and tons of "Happy Birthday mommy"s, and lots and lots of Hugs and Kisses.







As much as I don't usually care to celebrate birthday's, this was THE BEST Birthday ever...

Thanks Kiddos!
I LOVE YOU!


Love~
Mom