Today is my sister-in-law’s birthday. It’s the start of a big week for her, with her wedding and Mother’s Day being next weekend. We have a family lunch today and we’re bringing gifts, champagne and flowers. We obviously don’t get to celebrate her birthday very often (first time ever for me), so we want to make it special.
This was my first time wearing my wedding shoes on this trip. While they’re relatively comfortable, the 15 minute walk left me with a small blister. So the first thing I did after handing over the gifts and the flowers was to ask for a band-aid. Nola brought me one of her special princess ones.
We had a lovely lunch at a local restaurant that is upscale but still caters to kids. They brought markers for Nola to color the kid’s menu, which turned out to be a bad idea as she colored the plates, napkins and her arm as well as the paper.
After lunch we went back to their house for cake and champagne. And presents, which Nola helped open and promptly tried to claim. When you’re a toddler, a birthday means you get gifts. The fact that it’s not your birthday is irrelevant. We enjoyed the champagne and a few precious minutes of adult conversation. Then my husband and I escaped back to the sanctuary of our apartment for the evening.