Happy Birthday to You!

My three-year old’s favorite song to sing is the “Happy Birthday” song.  He sings it to cows, the dog, his brother, and to his friends from daycare.  It doesn’t matter if his targeted audience is there for the performance or not, he sings it to them anyway.  This morning when I informed him that today is his dad’s birthday, I asked him if he wanted to sing to him.  He said, “No, not yet.” He said it as though he wasn’t quite ready for the pressure of such a big performance, being that this is his dad’s 30th birthday!

John Bday

My husband and I alone are not huge birthday people; it is a different now that we have little kids though.  We aren’t big on gifts, mostly because I don’t like people spending money on me, and he doesn’t really like having the pressure of picking out gifts.  Plus, men are so difficult to shop for.  However, this year I think I picked him out something good.  I’ll post about it later in order to keep the surprise safe. But, because we are calving, and his birthday is in the middle of the week, we decided to celebrate over the weekend.

Last Friday night, we hired a babysitter and went out to eat.  We went to a local place that recently switched ownership.  Our lives are so busy (as are the lives of all of you, too), that we hadn’t been to the Safehouse, as it is now known, in close to a year! We had a good dinner and were back home by 9:30. On Saturday, we had a fabulous dinner with cupcakes (and sprinkles!) at the ranch.  My mother-in-law was around, so we were able to have a nice, real party with a great home-cooked meal of cheese buttons and flat iron steak.

arlene and ander

Tonight will be pretty low-key, but I want to wish my husband the happiest of birthdays.  He keeps me sane and is such a good dad to our sons.  Because of him, they know all kinds of silly songs, know the difference between a heifer and a bull, and can play a mean game of hide-and-seek.

Here’s to the next thirty!

The Displaced City Girl

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