Yesterday I told the girls today is my half birthday. They asked what that means and after I explained it Hazel started calling it my middle birthday. At bedtime as I tucked her in she whispered, "Mom, I'm so excited for your middle birthday tomorrow!" This morning she shouted, "Happy Middle Birthday, Mom!"
I was greeted out of my shower with quickly scribbled handmade Middle Birthday cards. A party is expected this evening. In my single days I'd always get an ice cream cake. Today I would like well-behaved children and either banana splits or strawberry pie. Either way I'd have to go to the store. With three kids. Which would foil my first wish. I don't know, it's a toss-up.