Mark turned "closer to 40 than 30" on Friday. Thursday night the boys and I spent a good hour or so cleaning out the suburban so it would be nice and shiny for Daddy. The kids worked so hard scrubbing the mats and washing the windows and Armor-alling the vinyl and vacumming the carpet and seats. I've never seen them work so hard--must be cause they love their Daddy so much. Then Friday we celebrated with Arby's for dinner and Marble cake. All six boys sang "happy birthday" with all their little hearts and I secretly think they're the best birthday present he's ever gotten. It was really great.
Yesterday Mark and I went to see Lion King on Broadway. I bought the tickets over two months ago and it's been killing me to keep my big-mouth shut for so long. I was so excited to take Mark out, alone, to New York. My dear friend, Allison watched all six of our kids, as well as her four, for almost eight hours while Mark and I were gone. It was the nicest time we've had in a really long time. The show was AWESOME and the company was even better. Both of us decided we need to start saving our money so we can go back with the kids, soon. We returned to find ten very happy children and had pizza and watermelon while the kids ran around in the backyard.
Hope you had a Happy Birthday, Daddy! We sure love you and are so grateful for all you do to keep us alive and happy and together.
