I'm in trouble. Robbie and I were enjoying a rare quiet evening when the phone rang and Olivia explained that Evelyn had forgotten to take her blankey to the hotel for her special birthday weekend with Ninnie and Great-Aunt Connie. Robbie is saving the night by making a special delivery. That was a major rookie mistake, yet I am no rookie.
Henry turned three today. He called this his Lightning Birthday. He's obsessed with all things CARS and Lightning McQueen, and he was blessed with many fun gifts in that department today. Uncle Anthony gave him a backpack that he wore while taking his afternoon nap. I control the clothing options in this house, but today I allowed Henry to remain in his favorite flannel CARS PJs all day and evening. He wore them to school to drop off and pick up sisters. He wore them to the grocery store to pick up his Lightning cake. He wore them to the park for some birthday fun. It was fine, and he was in heaven.
Well, my man has returned, and I must pause for now. More details will follow, because this was a blessing of a day for our family.
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