It’s my husband’s birthday today. So of course, the kids wanted to do something special for him. Actually, I had nothing prepared so I figured I’d convince the kids make cards then at least it would seem like we had our sh#%$^t together.
The Hubs had to work an overnight shift which was perfect since I figured he would sleep in and we would have extra time to get cards made and zip to Dunkins for “breakfast in bed”.
Well, in my head it seemed like the perfect plan….until I had to actually involve the kids.
The boy was up first since his new things is trying to get up before us so he can sneak in extra computer time “on the sly”. Apparently, he thinks I’m an idiot. His idea of “sneaking” downstairs is to come in my room (loudly) to check if I am sleeping then bound down the stairs like a graceful elephant. He also puts his headphones to block the sound, but then proceeds to give a play by play of everything he is doing…loudly, since he cannot hear himself with headphones on.
Once I was up and had some caffeine brewing, I dealt with Operation Fool Mom by shutting off the internet. Who’s the idiot now? Of course, all the protesting brought the Teen down in all her morning glory. You know how cheery those teens are in the morning hours.
After getting everyone fed and medicated, we tackled the business of card making. Translation: the kids fought for 15 minutes over who had first dibs on the green paper.
Once we solved the Great Color Paper Debate of 2017, they finally got down to actually making the card. The Teen wanted to make “the greatest birthday card ever” . I was unaware that the event would last approximately 30 minutes. The boy spent equal amount of time drawing every YouTuber he has ever watched on his card. I made more caffeine.
Now that our marathon card making session was complete, it was time to head to Dunkins. Of course, no one could find their shoes….
Shoes found. Teen disappears. Cannot find her. She is upstairs dressing her baby doll and locating its car seat for the trip.
Ok, we are in the car. Baby is in her car seat. Everyone has their shoes. To save some time, I decide to use On The Go so our order will be ready when we get to Dunkins. Place the order. Realize its to the wrong Dunkins. Cancel order. Re order at the right Dunkins. Finally leave the driveway.
We arrive at Dunkins and the kids spend 5 minutes deciding if they actually want to get out and go in or stay in the car. I leave them. Kids scramble out of the car in disgusts that I left without them. Our order is not ready so the kids settle in to steal some free wifi while we wait. Our order comes out just as they get involved in whatever dumb game they are playing this week. More protesting. Get back into car and arrive at home with our special “birthday breakfast”.
Get home, rush inside, grab our cards and head upstairs to surprise Daddy…..who is already up and making the bed.
Surprise! We brought you breakfast in bed! Well, I guess technically, we brought your breakfast into the bedroom so….it’s close. It’s the thought that counts, right?
All this fun before 9am! Who could ask for a better birthday? Well….probably my husband.
Happy Birthday, Honey. Better luck next year…..I hope!