Birthday Undercover(s)

Usually, I'm one to celebrate birthdays. In fact, I like to think that I have not only a birthday, but a birthday week. JR has clearly inherited this trait.

OTOH, this year I am facing one of those milestone birthdays that I'm not quite ready to face. So I've told WS not to make a big deal. No party. Don't worry about presents. Etc., etc. I even told my MIL, to whom not celebrating a birthday is a cardinal crime, that I don't really want to celebrate.

Well, this is not something I have been able to impress upon JR.

So this morning, despite the fact that I was up at 6:00 folding clothes, when he woke up he informed his dad that they would be making me breakfast in bed as a "surprise". He came and found me at the computer, placed a gold crown upon my head, instructed me to get back into bed, and "surprised" me with a lovely breakfast of french toast made with panettone (mmm!), tea with milk and sugar, the table settings wrapped in a paper towel carefully threaded into a napkin ring - and now I'm banished upstairs while he works on my card.

I love this kid.

Early Summer

80% of JR's preschool class are kids with spring birthdays (the other 2 are in October). So every weekend between mid-April and mid-June, he has a birthday party. Today's party was a backyard barbecue and his buddy received lots of summer yard toys, all of which had to be tried out immediately. Of course, none of the parents had predicted the need for bathing suits, so all the kids stripped down to their shorts (for some, their undershorts) and tested the new water toys, just so JR's buddy would know they work, of course.