Happy Birthday to my beloved husband!
Eleanor's birthday was Thursday, and it has really felt like birthweek. The first sailing race of the year was also on Thursday, and to avoid losing daddy to the bay, we tagged along with him. After an evening of sitting on cleats, rope burn, and white knuckles, I've decided I'm going to stick to pleasure cruises. Eleanor, however, was hip to every tack and jibe. She scrambled to the high side like a pro. After the race, she got to steer and hang out on the foredeck with dad.
There was no cake. Heck, dinner was Pringles. But by the silly grin on her face, I don't think she noticed.
We had a family celebration on Monday for the first BBQ of the year and birthday cake. I forgot the sailboat toy so I made an impromptu decoration for my Mac Geek... who also likes dinosaurs. The rest of the credit, of course, goes to my mother.
Eleanor's first request for a gift has become quite clear lately. Naturally, it would have to be a toy that is no longer available in stores! Through the generosity of a dear coworker, however, Nora's dream came true. "Pinch me!" she kept saying. I wonder where she gets her sense of drama?! More about Felicity in a later post. There's surprisingly much to say!
Right before we left grandma and grandpa's house, as if it knew it were her celebration, a rabbit came out of the woods. Apparently, it will sit watching while my father mows the lawn, but we're letting Nora feel like she is the rabbit-whisperer. After all, birthdays are full of wonder.