We had a fairly low-key birthday weekend, which included a small family party at my sister's, a viewing of the Bee Movie (her first movie on the big screen) at the cheapo theatre and a trip to Fairytale Town (her first visit). All of which were well received by the daughter, with a slight exception. Anytime we tried to photograph or video our her she would scrunch up her face and tell us to go away. Oh, well. Once my husband and I let go of our expectations of having any memorabilia of the day, we seemed to enjoy ourselves even more. However, I came to the conclusion that our daughter would have loved it more so if she were there with another kid, even her big brother to drag behind her.
For my husband, the kids and I got him two skateboard t-shirts and Barack Obama's latest book. I don't normally buy him presents for his birthday. I usually just make him his favorite dinner and dessert. But I'm glad we did get him presents. He looks sexy in his shirts, but not as sexy as he looks when he gets all geeked about how Barack is taking more states (and delegates) than Hillary in the primaries! Friggin' poli-nerd. I love him. He's the best present I've ever got.
Regardless of my daughter's camera-resistant expressions, I managed to capture this snapshot of our day at Fairytale Town.
I love you beyond words.
