Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Miriam. Happy birthday to YOU!!!
Singing that song reminds me of a time when Miriam and I were dating in Salt Lake. She came back to Phoenix to visit for the weekend. I called to talk to her, but the phone was answered by Colin. I said "Is Miriam there?" He replied, "Who?" "Miriam." "Who?" "Miriam, you know, your sister?" "Oh, you mean Mindy?" Granted, he was 12, but when you don't even know your sister's name, maybe there is a problem.
Miriam is twenty-five, I think, so for the next six days, I guess I am twenty-four. Yippee! Actually, she is "Over the Hedge" now. That's almost like "over the hill", only younger. It has been a full and wonderful life to date. Like Amy says, I don't know if she will ever see 8 hours of consecutive sleep again. Sometimes, I feel like our life is like that story about the guy who fell out of the airplane. Fortunately, our children are out of the spitting-up, midnight bottle stage. Unfortunately, they are in their terrible twos. Fortunately, they will grow out of that as well. Unfortunately, they will too soon be teenagers. Fortunately... Well, you get the idea.
We have been busy trying to stay out of the heat. Unfortunately, Grandma won't let us put the trampoline in the living room, but we bought a wading pool. If we could just find a way to have the swing-set in the shade all day, we might survive til October. Dad, Mom, and a very helpful Spencer got motivated last week and installed celing fans in the living room, so now it is my favorite room in the whole house. We are also eating a lot of icecream! Miriam and I are more committed to working off the extra calories though. We are going to the gym at least three times a week. We have yet to decide if it is easier to do it at 5:30 am or 9:00 pm, but either way it is paying off. I can almost run up the stairs without getting winded! Wish us luck with not surrendering to laziness!
Thanks everyone for all the great stories. Cory, we are glad you are still seeing Stacie occasionally, and that you are working so hard for your goals. Way to be responsible. Amy, if I didn't have summerschool, and an internship, I am sure that it would take me less than a minute to talk my wife into driving to Misery for a couple of weeks, but alas, I have to pay my dues before I can start making the big money and aford to live the carefree life of a jet-setter like Mom and Dad. We will hope to see you for Christmas!