Birthday and a Broken Down

1:22 p.m. – Waiting for hamburgers after playing in a giant inflatable water slide! #summertime

1:45 p.m. – Water fun!

3:15 p.m. – There was some confusion how the birthday boy should eat his cake.#gobigorgohome

4 p.m. – Birthday boy opening gifts with his brother and mom.

6:30 p.m. – Sign of a great time = children who absolutely did not want to leave.

6:45 p.m. – Both kids are already asleep!!

7:15 p.m. – If your minivan is broken down and you gotta wait for a tow truck, wait next to some train tracks so you can be THISCLOSE when the trains go by!!!

7:46 p.m. – I don’t know which of my men is loving this more: my son who is watching or my husband who gets to drive the van onto that truck!!!

8:43 p.m. – I’m currently in the middle seat in the back of a giant tow truck with these two who think this is the BEST NIGHT EVER!!!! (And they are right.)

10:33 p.m. – We are home! While needing a tow truck wasn’t our number one pick for how to spend a Sunday evening, we really did have a great time! Two things that made me laugh …

  1. Lola as we climb into the tow truck cab, sniffing the diesel and oil: “Ohhhh, it smells so nice in here!”
  2. Mr Tow Truck Driver (who looked to be in his mid-20s) as we pull away from the gas station: “You guys messed up.”
    Martin: “Oh, really? How?”
    Mr TTG: “You didn’t get the apple cinnamon donuts [sold at the gas station]. I get one every time I take a call there. I got two, actually, so I have one in the morning. My wife is going to be so jealous.”
    Julie: “Ha! How long have you been married?”
    Mr TTD: “Three weeks.”
    Julie (as Martin starts laughing): “Oh, yeah. YOU won’t be eating one in the morning. You’ll learn.”

10:45 Meant to post this earlier! Proof Martin is home and proof that my son looooooves cake!