Sunday was my 32nd birthday. It started out with quite a bang! We arrived at the airport at 12:01am! Whee! Dh was supposed to arrive around 12:30am, but silly me forgot to bring the paper with the actual flight information on it. How hard could it be, right? Oh, if only I had known! There were five flights coming in from midnight-2am! I will never make that mistake again! To make a really long, boring story short, his flight came in about an hour late (1:15am) and to make matters worse, there was some mix-up with the luggage, so we were at the airport, with five tired children, until 2:30am! This isn't even giving the saga justice, as the whole 2.5 hours at the airport was riddled with mini-adventures, from trying to track down what flight dh was on (never did figure it out until he showed up!), to taking the wrong escalator by myself with the infant car seat with M in it and the two other youngest so-tired-they-were-falling-down children in tow trying to retrieve the van while dh and the older two ran between luggage carousels tracking down dhs luggage. I think maybe you get the gist of the early morning hours of my birthday. But, I GOT MY DH HOME!!!! I didn't have to fall asleep alone!
After church, we went out to dinner with my parents, who paid for dinner and gave me “mad-money”, and my brother bought me a beautiful bouquet of lilies, that are blooming beautifully and smelling up the house!
Monday night, my in-laws had us over to have an ice cream cake and my MIL gave me a really nice fleece jacket, and my FIL gave me a vase of cut roses.
I feel so special!