I got up early to open my presents because Brad wasn't going to be home till late so we wouldn't really get to celebrate my birthday till the weekend. I didn't cry or even complain because I know this has been a long rotation for Brad and I just grinned and bared it and mentally willed myself to be happy that we would celebrate the big day 3 days later.
But Brad is a sly guy! He had me open my first present which was awesome and then I opened this big folder full of little envelopes. Anytime he gives me a folder full of envelopes it's something good. This time it was better than good. The first card was a poem telling me that basically I had the whole day to have an adventure with the kids and ...him. He took the day off. I cried when I read it. I'll admit it...I cried. I was sooooooo happy to just have time with him. I've hit that stage. Quality time over gifts is way, way more precious to me. (but don't get me wrong, I love the gift part, too:)) So, the other envelopes had ideas of things we could do for the day in Chicago (activities and restaurants) I showered quick, got the kids ready and we were out the door by 9 for a fun filled day in Chicago. Seriously, who gets to spend their birthday in such a beautiful city?
We ate dinner at the Rainforest Cafe. A really fun place for families. we sat by the big fish tank.

6 comments:
What a fun birthday to spend the day with your cute family. Looks like you had a great time in Chicago :)
PS whoever picked out your new cute blue shirt you have on has GREAT taste!!!
Awww...what a fun day! I am so glad your birthday was special. We love you!
I haven't been blogging lately, so I just read your story about the money and your sweet Ezra. I am so glad it all worked out ok. That is so scary.
I'm so glad that you were really able to enjoy your birthday.
Happy 30th Birthday! I got a little teary-eyed when you said Brad took the day off. That is sooo special. I am with you about time over gifts, but liking the gifts. I often dream about a fun filled day with Ian. Maybe I can have him read your blog...
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