Papi's 38th Birthday

On our own we wouldn't make it a big deal, but with the bambinos... it is just such a big deal. "Happy Birthday Papi!" was the first thing they each said when they woke up this morning, and "Happy Birthday Papi!" was the last thing they each said before they fell asleep tonight, and they must have each said it at least 25 times in between too. So, it is what it is: A big deal. And it was a great one. The big 3-8- wowsas.
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It started with yogurt for breakfast. Yogurt for breakfast everywhere. This was really the only part of the festivities that Little Miss partook of. And, let me tell ya, this girl knows how to make any eating experience a festive experience. Since the birthday dinner surpassed her still-holding-strong-self-selected-bedtime of 6:30 p.m. sharp (like, asleep, in her crib, fully down by 6:30 p.m.), we opted for the b-day party to really be for the foursome instead of the whole party of five.
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Late this afternoon there was The Wrapping. (wrapping = always an experience with K & O).
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This was the first year that I brought the boys shopping to pick out their own birthday presents for Papi. They got him a Curious George book ("his favorite time of the day is reading books before bed! and he loves Curious George!"); a Berenstein Bears book ("and he just loooooooooooves Berenstein Bears!!"); the new Indigo Girls CD ("and he really loves music!!!"); and chocolate ("after he opens it can we have some of it??!!!"). They---I-mean-he---loved his gifts.
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Braydon chose cheesecake with fresh strawberries for his "Birthday Cake."
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And, as has now become tradition, the boys helped him blow out the candles.
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And the night ended with an impromptu sunset concert serenade on the deck. 2 songs were performed: Taking the Long Way by the Dixie Chicks, and Happy Birthday To You (a modern folk-funk fusion version that was definitely a one-of-a-kind).
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPI!