Before I even walked in the door for lunch today I heard, “It’s mommy! Mommy’s home!” and thought, “It’s nice to be loved…”
Nolan greeted me at the door with, “Surprise!!!” (complete with excited, flailing hands).
Carson ran around the corner, “Mommy, it’s your birthday!”
Daddy tried to save it, but I think knew it was hopeless: “We have to wait until Monday, so it’s a surprise.”
Nolan, hands still flailing, "Surprise!!"
“You want to be surprised Mommy? We bought a card – it’s Star Wars! Come on, it’s in the van.”
Nolan: "Surprise!!"
The entire Burke family traveled en masse to the van, with Carson humming the Star Wars theme. Daddy sealed up the card for Carson to give me… but instead Carson carried it inside and opened it. Nolan of course wanted the card and the two instantly started pushing each other until they were a heap of arms and legs rolling around on the floor, with the Star Wars theme playing somewhere in the middle of the pile.
This is why I go home for lunch on Friday’s.