Harry Potter

After an incredibly busy day of fundraising, shopping and selling with the PTO, the kids and I dined with Whitney and the gang and headed home where they were dressed and ready for bed, saving time to read the next part of Harry Potter.

Midway through Chapter 8, the Huz came home and sat quietly with us. We put the bookmark in, and began discussing our days. Somewhere along the way, Big mentioned that I’m about to become 18 + 18. (Makes it sound really old, right?)

At which point, the Huz says: Wait, tomorrow’s your birthday?

Yes, Daddy.  -Middle

It’s March 4.  -Big

Yep. Do I look 35 or 36?  -Me

Wait. I thought your birthday is Thursday?  -The Huz

Tomorrow is Thursday.  -Big

Tomorrow is Thursday? How did that happen?  -The Huz

I smirk. (We all know what’s coming, right?)

Can we celebrate Mommy’s birthday on Saturday?  -The Huz

Nope, we have plans with friends. -Me

Sunday?  -The Huz

Big has a birthday party. -Me

Huh. Tomorrow’s really Thursday?  -The Huz

Its fine. It’s 18 + 18.  A really, really busy day, anyway. I’d love to just kick my feet up and relax. So, Huz, if you read this, please note that tomorrow is Thursday and I would really, really appreciate it if you come home early and help get the kids to bed. ‘kay? Oh, and honey? Maybe you should set your Outlook calendar alert system to alert you about 2 days ahead of birthdays.

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