This blog (http://onlifeandlivingit.blogspot.com) speaks about my kids, their experiences and the process that they go through their daily lives and my other blog: http://thebutterflies.blogdrive.com, speaks about me and my experiences. But since this topic is related to my birthday, I was having doubts if I'll write this here or on my other blog.
Anyway, I choose to write it here, promising myself that they'll be the focus of all the things I write in here.
Last Wednesday, the 20th of July, I celebrated my 36th birthday. But since my husband is working, I decided not to celebrate it this year together with friends and loved ones. For the primary reason that I cannot cook. If I'll be inviting friends over or even relatives, I would be buying foods that can be cooked in the microwave and heated 20 or 30 minutes and they'll be done. But I know that they won't like it. So, I told myself that, I'll celebrate it quietly with my kids.
And since it's my day off, I planned to sleep a little bit more in the morning for I really don't have a plan on my head. Yet at midnight, my husband woke me up to greet me a "happy birthday" and showed me a video of our kids with him, singing "happy birthday," in their own notes, versions and accent. I was really touched. I kept repeating the video over and over before going back to sleep again. HERE is that video. And another video of one of my favorite, "the birthday song by Don Mclean," although he didn't actually sung it himself. He just got one of the videos from youtube and posted it in my facebook. If you're curious about that song, well, here it is.
In the morning, after my husband went to work, he just kissed me goodbye and let me dozed of again. But unfortunately for me, our 8 months old daughter is already awake but my eldest daughter volunteered to take care of her. She’s only 10, but she wants to prove to me that she’s responsible enough. So I let her.
My son, a 4 years old and certified early riser, who usually wakes me up in the morning (even if it’s too early for me) didn’t even barge in and woke me up like he usually does.
But at around 9 am, he came running, gave me a kiss and told me that it is time for me to wake up. I thought that my eldest got tired of taking care of our little angel. So I stood up immediately and went to the saloon. And here I got the biggest surprise of my life and on my birthday itself. My kids prepared breakfast for me. My daughter cooked fried egg and put lots of pepper to make it into a happy-face-sunny-side-up-egg. And it was she who organized the table, place on their gifts on the side of the plate and my son prepared the juice. Nothing much maybe, simply fried egg and juice for someone else’s eyes but for me it’s a work of magic. Like haute gourmet from a first class restaurant. All of their effort made my quiet celebration into the most memorable one. I couldn’t ask for anything more.
(Fried egg that looks like smiling together with greetings and gifts beside it)
Anyway, I choose to write it here, promising myself that they'll be the focus of all the things I write in here.
Last Wednesday, the 20th of July, I celebrated my 36th birthday. But since my husband is working, I decided not to celebrate it this year together with friends and loved ones. For the primary reason that I cannot cook. If I'll be inviting friends over or even relatives, I would be buying foods that can be cooked in the microwave and heated 20 or 30 minutes and they'll be done. But I know that they won't like it. So, I told myself that, I'll celebrate it quietly with my kids.
And since it's my day off, I planned to sleep a little bit more in the morning for I really don't have a plan on my head. Yet at midnight, my husband woke me up to greet me a "happy birthday" and showed me a video of our kids with him, singing "happy birthday," in their own notes, versions and accent. I was really touched. I kept repeating the video over and over before going back to sleep again. HERE is that video. And another video of one of my favorite, "the birthday song by Don Mclean," although he didn't actually sung it himself. He just got one of the videos from youtube and posted it in my facebook. If you're curious about that song, well, here it is.
In the morning, after my husband went to work, he just kissed me goodbye and let me dozed of again. But unfortunately for me, our 8 months old daughter is already awake but my eldest daughter volunteered to take care of her. She’s only 10, but she wants to prove to me that she’s responsible enough. So I let her.
My son, a 4 years old and certified early riser, who usually wakes me up in the morning (even if it’s too early for me) didn’t even barge in and woke me up like he usually does.
But at around 9 am, he came running, gave me a kiss and told me that it is time for me to wake up. I thought that my eldest got tired of taking care of our little angel. So I stood up immediately and went to the saloon. And here I got the biggest surprise of my life and on my birthday itself. My kids prepared breakfast for me. My daughter cooked fried egg and put lots of pepper to make it into a happy-face-sunny-side-up-egg. And it was she who organized the table, place on their gifts on the side of the plate and my son prepared the juice. Nothing much maybe, simply fried egg and juice for someone else’s eyes but for me it’s a work of magic. Like haute gourmet from a first class restaurant. All of their effort made my quiet celebration into the most memorable one. I couldn’t ask for anything more.
(Behind the greetings are the words "reserved for Mama," although the spelling is wrong, it doesn't matter)
(Here's what's inside those gift wrappers. A paper bag and a face made out clay, all made by their hands)
(Letters made by my daughter and my son, I can't upload upright so I let it be that way until I find a solution)
(Dancing the waltz together that made me say, "wow! I'm the luckiest Mom in the world!)
