Yesterday was my 23rd birthday.
Yesterday for the first time ever I really did not care that it was my birthday. Normally I would countdown through January and be anxious for all 21 days. I it can just be said that I have officially grown up. The children were more excited than I and were quite unimpressed at my unwillingness to bake myself a cake.
We managed to go out for a late supper which was utterly splendid. Since I have been on bed rest so long I treasure all outings. I had veal and potatoes and then strawberry cheesecake for dessert(my favourite) and the kids were almost on their best behaviour. The night was perfect until some guy stole my husband's briefcase which just happen to contain every piece of identification he owns,his business plan and at least 30 envelopes of our mail that he was planning to shred at his office. That event turned him sour for the night.
Today he was able to watch the man steal it on a security video. Apparently he was walking away with it when DH was more focused on the little ones.
After seeing the video he was able to be at ease and thank the Lord that the man just took a briefcase of replaceable items, not something irreplaceable like one of our kids. Also this event has shown us that whether it is your bags or your children, letting them out of your site for 20 seconds is 20 seconds too long.
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