Birthday Fun

December 30 is Mercer Mayer's Birthday.  So we went out for a special birthday dinner with friends.

And I got a blurry picture.  Oh well.

O.K.  So we didn't actually go out to celebrate Mercer Mayer's birthday.  We went out to celebrate because friends from my husband's childhood now live in Northern Utah and were visiting Provo for a couple days.  And since we live close enough to Provo, we got to meet up with them and have dinner together... on Mercer Mayer's birthday.

On the way home, we stopped by the Orem Library because we had a hold to pick up.  While we were there another hold was put on the hold shelf- a book that Jr. Jr. asks about every time we go to the library.  Every time we have to tell him that it isn't in yet, but it came today.  Hooray.
Even though we were at the library just yesterday picking up Mercer Mayer books to celebrate his birthday, they didn't have the one I really wanted in.  So I checked while we were there today.  It wasn't on the shelf.  So I checked the catalog and it said it was on the sorting cart.  I looked and it was there.  Hooray.  What a great birthday surprise that was.
So when we got home and the kids got ready for bed, I got to read to them The Gingerbread Pirates (which Jr. Jr. had been waiting for for about a month) and Professor Wormbog in Search for the Zipperump-a-Zoo by Mercer Mayer... on his birthday.

That was nice.
Happy Birthday, Mercer Mayer.  We had fun celebrating.

Quite a Date

We needed a date.  Jeremy and I needed a date.  Jeremy and Nichole needed a Daddy-daughter date.  Jeremy and Jr. needed a Daddy-son date.  Jeremy and Jr. Jr. needed a Daddy-son date.  Nichole and I needed a Mommy-daughter date.  Jr. and I needed a Mommy-son date.  Jr. Jr. and I needed a Mommy-son date.
So we had them.  This evening we had a special Daddy-daughter, Daddy-son, Daddy-son, Daddy-son, Mommy-daughter, Mommy-son, Mommy-son, Mommy-son date (and Mommy-Daddy date).  Lucky wasn't to be left out, even if he wasn't particularly needing a date.
We went to Brick Oven Pizza in Provo.  Haven't been there in years.  We hadn't been there since Jeremy was doing balloons there- way before I was even pregnant with Lucky.  He hasn't done restaurant work in a while.
So we went this evening.  And had pizza.  And root beer.  And a great time.  But no balloons.

It was made so much better by everyone talking about it being a Daddy-daughter, Daddy-son, Daddy-son, Daddy-son, Mommy-daughter, Mommy-son, Mommy-son, Mommy-son date.  Don't you agree that that's just fun?  Try it some time.  Don't go out for a family outing.  Go on a date.  That includes the whole family.  And call it something fun that includes everyone.


It was a fun family date.