Grandma Martha bought us lunch from Kohinoor Cuisine of India. It just opened up down the street. It was wonderful...but made me a bit melancholy...missing Victor's in Shunyi and remembering lunches and dinners there with friends...because the butter chicken was every bit as good.
For weeks we haven't driven passed Chuck E. Cheese without someone reminding Will that we'd be going there for his birthday.
I tried to get the boys' picture with Chuck E. but he wouldn't pause long enough. I'm not sure why they pay him.
When we got home Grandad came by gifts. Grant was helping. Grant spent the day coming to terms with birthday envy. I didn't get a Batman race car either.
The boys had spent the morning digging around and playing with the toys in the closet where I've made a vain attempt to hide gifts. But I decided to wrap them anyway. This firetruck was from Grandma Martha.
Grandma Martha also
bought us a cake to share.
I'm grateful for William.