The boy scouts came by last night and put a flag in our yard. I was momentarily baffled. I was on the phone with Hubby when they drove up, and he reminded me that the next day, today, was Patriot's Day in addition to being our daughter's birthday.
I commented to Thing 2 that as long as we live in Utah, both girls will get flags in our yard on their birthdays. "Yeah," she said, "but her's is a bigger deal. And people don't really remember my birthday. Everyone remembers hers."
"She doesn't get a parade, though..." I told her.
They had a good day. I dropped off mini mechanical pencils for her to pass out to her classmates. The school going "no treats" cramps my style. I spent quite a bit of time searching the closeout aisle in the office supply store trying to find something I could afford that wouldn't make my kid a pariah of uncoolness. "Tape? You passed out rolls of scotch tape on your birthday?" I felt I'd scored with the brightly decorated mini mechanicals, and Thing 1 reported later everyone thought they were great.
I offered to take the girls to the State Fair, after school, but Thing 1 opted to come home and do her homework and just hang out here, and have pizza and a movie night instead. Maybe we'll go to the fair on Friday.
I offered to take the girls to the State Fair, after school, but Thing 1 opted to come home and do her homework and just hang out here, and have pizza and a movie night instead. Maybe we'll go to the fair on Friday.
She went to bed happy.
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