Metal Meredith

It couldn’t be super, but it was ok, right? Tell me it was ok.

You see, Phil has never been big on Birthdays. His family never really went all out like mine did. Hell, I had a “Birthday Month” up until I had kids. It seemed that it lasted from the first until the last day with cards, dinners, gifts, etc. I love it and I enjoy it and wish it was still so.

Unfortunately, these days the kids take up too much time and energy that would normally be focused on making the day “Birthday-centric”. Phil was given one gift on Thanksgiving morning (a zoom lens for the camera - Thanks Stacey!) so he could play paparazzo with his family. This morning, we had pancakes for breakfast, subs for lunch and went to eat Thai food for dinner. Of course, this was not good as both children acted as if they were touched by something special.

Vivienne squirmed, knocked things over and didn’t want to eat anything while Henry screeched and whined and threw himself all over the highchair. We scarfed down what we could and evacuated to the book store. A little jaunt in the children’s section seemed to make everyone a little happier.

So his birthday wasn’t all that. Vivienne gave him a remote control helicopter, Henry a giant sized tub of jellybeans. I don’t think he is complaining.