Ezra’s actual birthday (last Friday) turned out to be an extremely busy and chaotic day. We knew some of this going in — there was a birthday party for his school friend that afternoon and I had a doctor’s appointment at the same time (the only time could get on short notice with a new doctor and I was sick as a dog and had to take it). So, I decided to make a morning celebration with a blueberry coffee cake and presents. He was pretty happy.
He blew out the candles.
And then moved on to presents. He started with Finn’s. Finn, who shopped with me, had been incredibly good at keeping the whole thing a secret for at least a week, which wasn’t easy since Ezra’s been asking for this Police Robot Headquarters for months now. Here’s Finn showing Ezra all about his gift.
This one is a little blurry but shows how thrilled Ezra was.
Actually, they both were.
I’m sure Finn was relieved to have the cat out of the bag. And believe it or not, breakfast was eaten, teeth brushed, kids dressed and we made it to school on time.
After school, the chaos continued. Bruce came home early so I could get to the doctor and he could take Finn and pick up Ezra from school (and take them to the party at Eaton Canyon). About the time I arrived in the doctor’s office, I got a call from him asking me where the extra Mini key was. Long story short, he couldn’t find it (because I accidentally left it in the pocket of my jacket) and he had to frantically call our friend Cari who was also picking up her daughter at Aveson and heading to the party. Luckily she had room for one more in her minivan (thank goodness for Cari and her minivan).
Bruce headed over to Eaton Canyon on the bike with Finn (Finn’s favorite thing in the whole world) and, after a trip to the pharmacy for some antibiotics and an inhaler, I met them there as well so the boys would have a ride home. In my bronchitis haze, I didn’t bring extra clothes (not anticipating the kids playing in the creek, which was a rookie mistake), so we had two wet, sandy kids. Finn insisted on riding back home with Bruce on the bike and promptly fell asleep. Ezra wasn’t far behind. And neither were Bruce and I.