Birthday girl
Today is my lovely wife's birthday (no, I won't say which one). She's really into her birthday--some people (like me) can have a birthday that no one other than family and close friends knows about, whereas she wouldn't hesitate to drop it into conversation, let people in the office know (back when she worked in an office), etc. So I always want to do something nice for her like plan a dinner with friends, but this year we're trying to watch our spending and we've already got other stuff going on this weekend, so we decided to go low-key.
All was not lost, however, because I decided to take the afternoon off (and get her flowers) to watch Mädchen and let Gretchen go pamper herself. So, while she ran off to get a pedicure and go shopping, Mädchen and I decided to make some birthday cupcakes.
We were putting them in the oven when Gretchen got home, and Mädchen literally just wanted to sit in front of the oven and watch them cook. For 20 minutes. Good times ensued.
Mädchen naturally insisted on having one as soon as they were cool enough to frost, and being indulgent parents, we let her have one. She barely ate the actual cupcake itself, but meticulously picked every sprinkle off the frosting and ate them one by one.
When we were finally able to pull her away from the cupcake, we walked around the block to a happy hour at a neighbor's house. We've probably talked before about how much we like living where we do because there are so many great families on our block and the neighboring street. A bunch of the Moms have a monthly happy hour with their kids, and over time they've let the husbands join them as well. So even though it wasn't a birthday party, it kind of felt like one.
When we finally got home, we lit a candle and sang "Happy Birthday" to Gretchen (or at least I sang). As much as she loves birthdays, she may love cakes and cupcakes even more, so this was an ideal combination.
It may not have been the most exciting birthday of all time, but in the end I don't think it turned out half-bad. Happy birthday, Sweet!
All was not lost, however, because I decided to take the afternoon off (and get her flowers) to watch Mädchen and let Gretchen go pamper herself. So, while she ran off to get a pedicure and go shopping, Mädchen and I decided to make some birthday cupcakes.
We were putting them in the oven when Gretchen got home, and Mädchen literally just wanted to sit in front of the oven and watch them cook. For 20 minutes. Good times ensued.
Mädchen naturally insisted on having one as soon as they were cool enough to frost, and being indulgent parents, we let her have one. She barely ate the actual cupcake itself, but meticulously picked every sprinkle off the frosting and ate them one by one.
When we were finally able to pull her away from the cupcake, we walked around the block to a happy hour at a neighbor's house. We've probably talked before about how much we like living where we do because there are so many great families on our block and the neighboring street. A bunch of the Moms have a monthly happy hour with their kids, and over time they've let the husbands join them as well. So even though it wasn't a birthday party, it kind of felt like one.
When we finally got home, we lit a candle and sang "Happy Birthday" to Gretchen (or at least I sang). As much as she loves birthdays, she may love cakes and cupcakes even more, so this was an ideal combination.
It may not have been the most exciting birthday of all time, but in the end I don't think it turned out half-bad. Happy birthday, Sweet!
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