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Birthday fantasy granted. My day was everything I'd asked for and more.

Part one is on me: I want to wake up to a house that doesn't make me feel crazy. So I folded and put away all the laundry, scoured the stove top, mopped the kitchen floor and did a bit of general tidying.

Saturday:
I sleep in. This means Drew gets the monkeys out of our room right when they wake up, not an hour later after me getting up repeatedly and coaxing/bribing them to do something quiet in their rooms until "seven oh oh"

I am served breakfast in bed. Waffles, bacon, tea. We open some presents that are really some t-shirts I bought for the monkeys. Then they go away and leave me with my tea and my latest clever murder mystery.

They leave. They run errands, go to playgrounds, buy food, whatever. Just stay gone long enough for me to get some gardening done without any monkeys underfoot.

After they return, I go out and get a pedicure, and hopefully a massage, although I've neglected to book one in advance.

While I'm out the monkeys and papa make my birthday cake - the best carrot cake ever.

We'll eat cake after monkey dinner, and after they go to bed we will have our dinner of some yummy Thai-ish chicken thing that Drew's so good at.

Sounds like a lovely day, doesn't it? Let's see how it goes.

The day began with Leo crawling into bed and snuggling with me. Then he leaned over, kissed me and said "Happy birthday mama!" Well, needless to say, it doesn't get much better than that.  He's going to make some lucky person a very fine boyfriend/husband.