We surprised him with a train table and train set. He was a big fan. He played with that thing for a good 10 hours, and wouldn't even stop for a nap (damn it). I had to deliver his food to him...but it was his birthday, so he could be selfish for one day.
He even got to play with it all by himself, without little sister...which meant that I was constantly pulling her off of the table.
I even got all domestic, and made cupcakes.
I should obviously never be a cupcake artist. Or a baker. While the cream cheese frosting rocked (probably due to the stick of butter and 2-3 cups of powdered sugar) the cupcakes themselves were a little suspect. The kids didn't seem to mind, and Steve had a couple too, but they just tasted off to me.
Ty's actual birthday party is next Saturday. I delayed it by a week to allow Steve time to finish laying down the deck and clean up the backyard. I'm glad I did, not only because it's not finished, but because I didn't feel much like celebrating. I got some pretty devastating news Friday within my circle of college friends, which hit me hard. So I was content just to sit home and watch my kids play with the train table and scarf down cupcakes. I don't think they minded at all.
I hope you are ok.
ReplyDeleteI'm fine, just sad. Thank you. :)
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