We started things a little early. I have a notoriously bad habit of not being able to wait until the appropriate holiday to give away my gifts. Andrew knows I make up the most upsurd reasons to make him open presents early.
So, on Tuesday, we let Henry open one of his gifts. This was my facebook post the next morning:
"I had a watershed moment in parenting last night. We let H open an early birthday present and it was one of the greatest things I've ever experienced. Watching him get SOOOOOO excited and be filled with such joy was breathtaking. 2 Lessons: 1) I now understand the temptation to go overboard for holidays. What a rush! 2) I once again have a better glimpse into how much God wants to give me good gifts!"
Last night, Andrew and I worked on decking the halls with birthday decorations. This included me blowing up 45 balloons and tying them around the kitchen, but leaving most of them in a large pile on the floor for Henry to find when he walked down the stairs.
After waking him up and telling him that he couldn't wear his tractor shirt because it was dirty (if he could wear that shirt every day, he would!), Andrew got him dressed and the three of us made our way downstairs.
He was so thrilled to find all of those balloons, jumping in them and tossing them into the air, exclaiming, "Mama, Look! Mama, Look!"
I made some special pancakes this morning and then we were off to school.
Sometimes I wonder how much God is involved in the details of our lives, until things like this happen. On our way to drop off Daddy and go to school, we saw the following:
- a trash truck
- a mail truck (two, actually)
- a tractor trailer
- two dump trucks
- a police car
- a tractor hauling dirt
- a school bus
- a big bus (a U.Va. bus)
- and a jeep
Henry couldn't call my attention to one before another AMAZING vehicle was passing us.
What a perfect way to start the day!