My Real Life

Yesterday was Real Man’s birthday. 

We started out the day with my making French Toast and the kids and I giving him his presents.

The kids made him a gajillion cards with all sorts of different messages.  Then, we gave him two t-shirts that Monkey Girl and I bought at the NBC store on our American Girl trip.  One was from House and says “Property of Princeton Plainsboro Hospital” and the other says “…that’s what she said” which is from The Office and is one of the most often quoted phrases in our house.  If you watch the show, this shirt is hilarious.

Then we gave him a beautiful picture frame that says “Dad…Giving me wings to fly and guidance to grow.”    Inside the frame was a picture that I took the other day.

It’s a pretty darn good picture if I don’t say so myself.  Actually, it’s better than that.  It’s a GREAT picture.  So great that I made three copies.  One for Real Man, one for my Dad (who’s birthday we celebrated yesterday), and one for my desk at school.  Feel free to print one out for yourself and put it on your desk at work.  Who wouldn’t want to look at that all day?  How will I get any work done?

The day ended with fire trucks galore across the street and all eight of us pressing our faces against the glass of our picture window, trying to see what was going on.  We still don’t know, but no one was running around and there was no smoke, so we’re guessing everyone is okay.  Luckily they were gone by bedtime, because there is no way that we’d get those monkey boys to bed with real, live fire trucks outside their bedroom windows, lights-a-flashing.

So, Real Man is now my age and so I can spend the next few months pretending I’m not ancient until January, when I turn 38, which is basically 40, in my book.  Funny, I don’t feel 40 and don’t look a day over 20 (yeah, yeah…just go with it).

 So, Happy Birthday to my Real Man, and may all of your birthday wishes (which I’m dying to know, since he made his wish for about a full five minutes before blowing out the candles) come true!