Monday, November 2, 2009

The First 40

My husband's 40th birthday was yesterday.  No fanfare, no black balloons, no big party.  However,  I lip synced "Everything" by Michael Buble - while the kids also air-violined and danced for him for one of  his birthday presents.That little performance was ground breaking for me because he teared up a bit - now was it because we were so bad and the lack of a real party made him emotional...or was it because he was truly touched?  I am going with the latter.  After a full week and counting of flu and strep in this house... we have all been "touched" by something - that's for sure. But here's the thing:  I have always tried to find the "perfect" gift for him - it's not that he's so picky, he can't be pleased, - it's that he doesn't show a whole big bunch of emotion when he likes something - so I never know if I've gotten it right.  A tear - that was priceless.
Let's hope the next 40 years are just as happy and as filled with adventure and character as the first 40!

1 comment:

  1. I didn't know about the tear! That's awesome! and please convince him to get in and get his hands on Tamiflu...