Saturday was Grey’s Birthday. He turned 22. He wanted nothing more than to sleep in, relax, and save our sweet mulah. So that’s what we did. I had to get balloons of course because…well everyone needs balloons on their birthday…
…and a few small gifts. We spread the gift giving over the course of the day, which started out with pumpkin pancakes. Oh the deliciousness. I’m posting the recipe for them tomorrow. Before Grey woke up though…I picked some Autumn sunflowers from the garden……and got Greyson dressed in his finest: a suspender and bow-tie onsie. Who said dressing a boy isn’t fun?
You know what I think Grey enjoyed the most? That moment. THE moment that lasted about .000567 seconds when the house was clean before breakfast. It was so bright and “birthday-y” with the balloons, pretty flowers, pumpkin candle… …and things just for him. …until I made breakfast…then it was all downhill from there. There were diapers changed, balloons that turned into science experiments…and desserts to be made.
I made one of Grey’s favorites: Cherry Crisp, as well as some Chocolate, Pumpkin Cheesecake Bars which I started too late and didn’t have enough time to finish setting up in the refrigerator before everyone came over. We ate them anyways. That’s what’s special about family gatherings. Family usually doesn’t care if the condiments are left in their containers come serving time, presents are wrapped in newspaper, or the cheesecake bars are half cheesecake, half cheesecake pudding. They just enjoy the effort, and move on. Cass, Bub, and our sweet niece Mal came over.Grey’s mama and dad made tri-tip, garlic bread, green salad, and sweet potatoes for dinner and Papa Glynn, Grandma Leola, Celeste, Sean, and Garrett came over for dessert. We talked, ate, and celebrated Grey on his birthday with pancakes, balloons, baby bow-ties, dessert, thriftiness,Captain America, and most importantly family. Happy 22nd, my love.