birthday dinner for Abe and Jay

IMG_1843 IMG_1845Today we had our usual crazy Tuesday. We start out with our 8am harp lesson after which I come home and feed Lydia breakfast before turning right around to drop her off at the bus for school field trip day. I then took Ammon grocery shopping while my mom stayed home with Mary (at Mary’s request). We came home, fed everyone lunch, and played with the kids until Ammon’s nap time.

During Ammon’s nap I baked a cake and then rushed to pick Lydia up from the field trip. When we got home, I rushed to get the girls in their leotards and tights before running out of the door with all of the kids to ballet. While the girls were in ballet, Ammon and I went to a different grocery store and then rushed to pick the girls up. Then we came home and made dinner to celebrate Jay and Abe’s birthday. Whew!

Karin and Jay came over for dinner, and we all had a great time visiting. I thanked Karin for all she did to raise Abe into such an ideal husband. She taught him that a woman’s place is where ever she wants it to be, and as a result, Abe has never once insinuated or stated that I need to do anything other than what I want to do. He never ever suggests I should be more regular about cooking dinner or folding laundry or tidying the house.

He just comes home, rolls up his sleeves, gets to work, and thanks me for whatever I’ve done (if I have done anything at all). I have lectured the girls that they need to find husbands who are just like their dad, but I don’t even know if that’s going to be possible.

A highlight of the day happened while I was cooking dinner. My mom started dancing with Ammon, and he loved it. The other day she danced for Mary and Ammon, and they were entranced. Ammon loved being her dance partner today.

Also, an Ammon anecdote: Ammon loves the book, Mr. Brown Can Moo, Can You?. Karin gave me the book when Lydia was born because it used to be Abe’s obsession. The girls liked the book, but Ammon takes after Abe in that he is obsessed. Yesterday I hid the book on top of the dining table while I was snapping the ends off of green beans. I hoped he wouldn’t asked me to read the book for the fiftieth time, but he was not to be fooled. He knew the book was up on the table, and after pointing and grunting desperately for a while, he finally said (very clearly), “Mistah Bown!!!” I could hardly believe it. He barely talks at all, but it appears he can talk when desperate. Of course I gave in and read him the book (again).

Also, the girls got hungry while waiting for Karin and Jay to come, so they pretended to eat the furniture in the house. Abe has this video: