We've had our first birthday here. Aidan was so excited for his birthday he didn't go to sleep until after 10:30pm! Finally I was able to hang up the train Happy Birthday banner I brought with us and put his crown on the table for him to see in the morning. Gifts wrapped and placed high and out of reach. At 6am I felt something at the foot of my bed, Aidan. So I pulled him up and under the covers till Tao called and woke us all up at 7am to be the first to wish him Happy Birthday. I eagerly waited to give the boys their Lowly worm favors I made before our trip.
So we still had the cake dilemma. Luckily the boys can understand Chinese, because my father-in-law was about to escape out the door, when the boys cried they wanted to go too to get the cake. So we tried the new bakery that opened in the strip mall at the end of the block. They showed us their cake menu. There was 1 cute kid cake in pink. I asked if they can make a different color. No, it's pink. Could they do a different cake in chocolate. No, it's x. Really no thinking outside the box? To me that was not customer friendly. Birthday boy picked out a Black Forest cake. Ready in 20 minutes!
So we went into the supermarket to waste time. We picked up some more milk boxes to taste test. I snuck Aidan over to the mitten area. He shot down all the cute mittens. But they had cute hats and we found a winner. So when we got up to line, my father-in-law insisted on buying it as their birthday gift.
While my husband was here he ordered a collection of 88 Berenstein Bears books in Chinese. Luckily they arrived just in time. There is enough for each of their birthdays and Christmas. Good thing they still have English in them so I can read them.
Saturday was a glorious day, it was sunny and warm. By lunch time I could stand it no more being cooped up. They had no plans to go out. So I let the boys loose to run amuck in the garden. We stayed out a couple of hours.
All day Ethan went without his glasses. They disappeared the night before at bath time. We tore their room apart several times as well as the whole apartment. I repeatedly asked him where his glasses where. Besides "I don't know", I got some imaginative answers from him and his brothers. His glasses were thrown over the roof (from our stair walk earlier), thrown on top of the closet (like he did his brother's lovely), down the toilet, down the tub drain and somewhere so small we won't find them. Well there was some truth to the bathroom theory, they must've been put on something, fell off and got kicked under the tub. Luckily they were lenses up!
Sunday was a dreary day, overcast and 367 smog. I knew we were house bound and let the kids watch TV all day while I took a nap. Today was the last day for fireworks and the sky was filled once again with a consistent booming. It was warm again today, so I took the kids up to the roof and we watched another somewhat muted by smog, panoramic display. It was so loud, I told the kids if they wanted to yell, now was the time to do it. So we yelled and whooped over the fireworks. Tonight was the first night since getting over jet lag that the boys were in bed by 8:45 with little yelling. I wish every night worked like this.
Those books are so cool!!!!
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