The middle of the weekend was filled with lots of eating and shopping. We ventured to Destin twice...and that is a big venture in the summer (with all the tourists).
On Saturday we all had gelato for the first time. It's basically ice cream with a fancy Italian name.
Maddox made me a birthday card and he was very proud of it. He didn't think it was fair, though, for me to have the only birthday card, so he made one for Andrew, Jude, Piper and of course himself.
On the big day (when I turned the big 27), I woke up to a super sweet card from Andrew. Then I did what I wish I could do every morning: hit up Starbucks for an "artisan breakfast sandwich" and a white mocha. It started things off right. The boys had a blast tip-toeing around the water fountains at the splash pad while I shopped. Eventually, they were soaked, but it was ok. It was so hot they dried in no time.
Lunch was Tropical Smoothie. And that's when the birthday starting going downhill. Jude threw one of his all-time most memorable tantrums (complete with lying prostrate on the floor, throwing food, and screaming so loud everyone in the restaurant actually jumped). That's our Jude! The boy has a temper.
I've learned to just let it go, though. All of the eyes looking our way is not the greatest feeling in the world, but what can you do? We plopped his cranky butt in the stroller as fast as possible and made our escape.
Still, the strawberry lemonade was worth the embarrassment.
To continue our "get fat in one day" plan, we did Longhorn for dinner (we were smart and went with the carry out option) and Baskin Robbins/Bippy's for dessert. Last year I had a strawberry sundae from there and I needed to keep up the tradition.
We waited in the drive through about 20 minutes for it.
Andrew said, "If it wasn't your birthday, we wouldn't be sitting here all night."
But it was my birthday...and a fun one it was! I mean, it had its embarrassing moments, but those keep us humble.