Happy birthday to me

Kelsy came to visit Saturday, and she brought my birthday...


Kelsy, Logyn, Lolita, Graci, and I all went out to dinner. We chose a local family-friendly chain restaurant because we wanted to be sure that if Logyn fussed a bit, we wouldn't be ruining anyone's romantic Valentine's weekend whatnot. When we got there, they told us it would take about an hour and twenty minutes to be seated. I grabbed Logyn, found a chair (people give those up when you have a baby, you know) and said we'd wait. Then...for an hour and twenty minutes, I got to sit while she slept on my chest. The night could have ended there, and it would have been the best birthday I've ever had.

We were eventually seated; and we all took turns holding her as we ate, trying not to spill food on her head.

Did you catch that? That part about taking turns? I want you to know that that was no small thing for me--that letting other people hold her bit. And to think, I even did it on my birthday. That showed great character on my part...just wanted to make sure you didn't miss it.

But I digress. When we got home from dinner it was a bit late. Kelsy had a two hour drive ahead of her and was going to be on the road well past midnight. She said, "Uh, if it's okay with you, maybe I could just sleep on your couch...we could stay here tonight. If you want, Logyn can sleep with you."

I thought that over for a full 0.007 seconds before responding with what sounded to me like a calm, cool, "I'd love to have you."

But, Kelsy remembers it differently. She later said, "Man, I don't think I've ever seen you so excited. Geez."

So, Logyn spent the night sleeping with me. Sleeping on my chest. I spent the night watching her sleep. It was, far and away, the best birthday I've ever had.

In packing the next day, Kelsy accidentally left one of Logyn's pink, fuzzy bibs. It's been lying next to me in bed ever since, little bits of dried formula still there. I'm considering it my birthday gift.