Tommy's birthday weekend began with a nice hot breakfast,
I would like to say I do this for them everyday but that would be an outright lie....
dry cereal or graham crackers are our usual's.... sometimes toast when we are feeling fancy.
Isabella requested a mickey mouse pancake, and I wanted to do something special for Tommy since it was his birthday, so in case you can't tell that is a 2.... and I am quite proud of it!
Something as silly as a "special" pancake on a birthday, but somehow it makes my heart swell and my eyes water just a little because it was one of those rare moments when I know we are at the beginning of a family tradition. I know we will do this again. It doesn't matter what the tradition is, it is beautiful because it binds us together as a family just a little tighter each time we share it.
...Ok, now stop laughing at the thought of me weeping into my pancake mix....
So after breakfast we moved on to another tradition, cutting down our Christmas tree. This is something both of our families did growing up. I was more than a little excited because FINALY it was snowing! I had prayed for this and was doubly blessed because not only do I love snow while we are cutting down the tree, but I love snow on Tommy's birthday too. I have very sweet memories of watching big fat soft snowflakes fall on the city while I cuddled my new little man in bed all day..... today was not a day to stay in bed all day (and there was only a little snow) still it was nice. Now back to getting the tree....
So we all bundled up.
And we hit the road.... with refreshments.
we made some new and unexpected friends (this patient old guy was tied up
by the sample trees at the tree farm.)
We debated and found the perfect tree, and then found it had a tag.
So we debated some more and found the truly perfect tree and we all took our turns helping Daddy.
Almost all of us....
Once we had the tree cut, tied, and loaded up we hit the Burger King drive-thru. (believe it or not this IS a tradition started by Tom's family.... a yummy one!) and we headed home to thaw out. Come back later for the fiasco that was decorating. Surprisingly this was made difficult by the vacuum and not the children... for once!