Today is my amazing husband’s 36th birthday. In a manner befitting a man in his (ahem, cough, cough) mid-thirties, he will spend the day at work, followed by baseball practice* with one of the boys. Then, we’ll head out to eat at the restaurant of his choosing. Well, not exactly the restaurant that would be his first choice, as we’ll have kids with us, and they don’t prefer Thai or Indian food, so you know, it’ll be a restaurant he likes at least OK.
We’ve done our best to make it a special day, though, with presents from the boys and a few little things I’ve picked for him. And I created a little dessert from some things I had in the kitchen, and it looks good!
And in case he doesn’t already know it:
We love you, Matt.
*Have I mentioned that both older boys have practice at the same time on the same day of the week at schools 10 minutes apart from each other? Since the middle of March, this has been our life on Thursday evenings. So we don’t even get to hang out at baseball practice together, we have to divide and conquer.