Tuesday, April 12, 2011

They Say it's Your Birthday

Last year on Chris's birthday, I woke up, couldn't breathe, and wound up in the hospital with pneumonia. This year Harper gamely kept the streak going and came down with RSV.

So this was Chris's birthday cake:


That picture was taken before we'd even eaten a bite. After a day of doctors, nebulizers, and one sad baby, I ran over to Magnolias and got whatever they had left at about 7 p.m. That was what they had left. After a rousing chorus of Happy Birthday, Chris blew out a match. Sad, huh?

Fortunately, the day before, Kara and Frank babysat our boy and sick girl and Chris and I went on a tour of the city's independent bookstores. Our favorite was this one:

It was our favorite because notes like these were all over the shelves:

Chris got a couple of great books, we got some sushi at Nobu Nextdoor, and we got a break from our children. So, all in all, the birthday wasn't a total loss.

Here's to a better one next year, babe.


the harrisons said...

I love this story (sad as it is), but it will always be a good memory!

Miss Frazzled said...

That actually looks like a really yummy cake, and even a few moments without kids is a bonus. We are spending Christopher's birthday this year moving--again. This is not his first birthday we have moved on. :)

ps Do you have a sister on a mission in Atlanta? I saw a Sister K running around the church yesterday and she looked like she could belong to your family.

Linea Kemsley said...

Haha, you guys are going to have to show me that bookstore!