Happy Birthday Fernando

Nothing says birthday fun then waking up at 3:30 am to get to work with a grumpy Attending. On a happier side note, he did have the chance to leave earlier to come home to his birthday surprise. Unfortunately, due to babysitting in the morning and an exploding bookshelf*, and not enough paint, the project isn't complete. I have been planning this idea for weeks. I have been looking online and in stores for a perfect desk and bookshelf to highlight the BYUness of the room. When the stores weren't looking promising, I thought "I'll just make some bookshelves." In the end, I decided (or time limitations and mom duties decided for me) that I would just paint while he was at work on Tuesday and put up some white trim on the walls. Ok, minus the white trim, this is what he got.

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AFTER


After being surprised by the room, we shoved his b-day dinner of auju (french dip sandwiches) into our face to make it on time to Mia's singing performance at the school. It turns out that the singing was a sneaky way to get all the parents to attend this really boring PTA meeting. There was more PTA business including a redundant vote for the new PTA board then there was singing. Fernando, who was exhausted for a long day of work, fell asleep for most of the meeting while I followed Miss Curious around the gym.

Fernando had YM obligations and left right after Mia finished singing. I raced the kids home to bed so I could finish the last surprise for his office. Unfortunately I got stuck on deciding which wire should stand in place of the nonexistent black wire for the ceiling fan to work correctly. By correct I mean not start a fire and what not. Fernando came home mid-process and helped me finish. What a good sport. He picked at the cake the kids made** and we went to bed.

Happy Birthday, my love. You are an amazing person that I was lucky enough to marry. You are a fantastic husband, father, son, brother, doctor, chess player (ok and every other game except I totally got you on Tetris), and so much more. Enjoy your last year in your twenties.






*Just for all of you who might contemplate such actions in the future, cheap short bookcases are not meant to hold the weight of people. I foolishly and lazily used such a bookcase to reach the near ceiling wall part. It worked for a few minutes, but in the end it just wasn't meant to be. Shocking. Who would have guessed particle board couldn't support 150lbs?

**Tiago and Mia were in charge of doing the cake since I was busy painting. I put in all the ingredients and told them to switch off on mixing it. Tiago came running in a few minutes later screaming about Mia and the mixer being in trouble. I came out to a smoking mixer and a worried Mia. The hand mixer is toast, literally. I asked her why she didn't just turn it off and she told me that she didn't know she could do that.