My Delightful Day

By the time you're my age, birthdays don't have the same 'pizzazz' as they did when we were once children.  My day began with a birthday wish from Corbett, and then Whit singing his usual "Hap-Birday dear" as he was waking up.  I heard it through the intercom with different meaning this morning.  Then the phone rang... my mom wishing me blessings on my birthday.

I sat the kids down for breakfast, and went about the rest of my morning routine of getting lunches and backpacks together.  Maggie led the boys through a wonderful rendition of the birthday song, which Whit wasn't as enthused to sing during his breakfast.  I'm sure he was thinking that was his special wake up song... not a song to be sung at breakfast!  Chap and Maggie sang it beautifully at the table!!

We loaded up, and made our way to school.  I quickly learned from Chap's teachers that he had used all of his class supply of bandaids, due to his mosquito bites - and that I needed to talk with the director about sending him in long sleeves and long pants!  My thought... in this heat? My answer.... "Sure, I'll talk with her... I understand your concern!"  (The director wasn't concerned at all... but as you can see in this picture... his teachers were a bit more concerned).  Even after they are getting so much better with daily doses of Neosporin and Benedryl cream!

They must think there is some sort of Mosquito Flu lurking about!  (P.S.  I took a box of bandaids to his teacher this afternoon).  Speaking of Flu... here is how the rest of my day went:

I'm driving to my first appointment for my job, and the kids' school called my cell phone.  I was informed that Whit had just thrown up, and I must return to get him immediately!!  So, I u-turned and headed back that way.  All the while trying to figure out how that could've happened!  I have seen the picture of Whit sick, and this morning was NOT that!!  If Whit sometimes drinks his morning Pediasure too fast, he can have a mini-spit-up episode, but nothing serious.  So, this was one of those times - but gave me the opportunity to spend my birthday with him!  He was as quiet as a mouse without his other two language models!  His two phrases consisted of "Wat dat?" and "Where Chap?"  

During all of the mosquito talk as I was leaving their school - I stopped to say good bye to Maggie.  She ran to me with the biggest arm spread her arms could reach and said "Have a Happy Birthday, Mommy!!!"  What a wish!!  My Dad also called me on my trek back to the school to get Whit.  

My day ended with a surprise date night with Corbett.  Aunt Amy and Uncle Christopher so generously offered their Wednesday evening to keep the kids while we went out to eat!  We enjoyed a nice dinner, and then brought birthday cake home for everyone to share.  I was serenaded by them all - and had triple the help blowing out the candles!!  When Whit finished his portion of the cake, he said, "More Happy Birthday Dear Cake!!"  (meaning he wanted seconds)  I'm with Whit - I could handle more days like this special birthday!!

Maybe birthdays do have PIZZAZZ, no matter how old we get!!