My birthday

Today was my birthday and Ellis was very in to talking about it. We went to the bank this morning, which is in our grocery store and he kept walking over to the toys and telling me that I needed to get one. He really thought I needed a glow in the dark basketball or one of those nerf frisbees that you throw in the pool. The kiddos and I hung out at the house for most of the morning and answered all of my happy birthday phone calls. When we talked to Auntie Em Ellis really wasn't in to telling her Happy Birthday. I guess he didn't think I should have to share. However, after talking to her and going over the month that everyone in our familys birthdays fall in he decided that his birthday would now be in October with Alaire's.

Trevor came home from work a little early and we packed up the crazies and headed downtown to go to Maggiano's for dinner. Before we left Trevor unveiled his birthday creation for me. For those of you reading from Cville that have had the honor of having some of Mama T. H. 's Ally Pally cake that is what he was going for. It didn't exactly turn out. I think it may have partly been my fault. I am one of those people that doesn't really write recipes word for word, as long as it makes sense to me that is really all I'm worried about. Ellis took one look at it and said it was "yucky." I have actually only tried the recipe once in CO and it didn't work for me either. My problem had something to do with the altitude but Trevor's was just the recipe mixup. We ended up blowing out candles on the cake anyway and then having a milkshake from Chick-fil-a for birthday dessert.

Before Ellis' nap I told him that when he woke up we were going to go to a restraunt for dinner to celebrate my birthday. His eyes lit up and he said "a hot dog restraunt?" I said "no," but he said "Mommy you like hot dogs?" "I do Ellis, but not for my birthday." On the way to Maggiano's he told us again that he was going to have a hot dog. I really don't know where this came from. We really don't eat that many hot dogs. He ended up having spaghetti and tons of little pieces of blue cheese from the salad that Trevor and I had. A few times he told Trevor and I that we had to talk with our quiet voices......mind you the child does not have a quiet voice. For those of you that know my brother Michael, they share the same volume level......LOUD! All in all we were pretty impressed with how well it went with the two of them.

Thanks to all of you that called, sent email and cards. It was a great birthday!