Toliver had a great 3rd birthday today, although I definitely found myself a bit frustrated. Of course, it was completely my fault.
First, I slacked off when it came to wrapping the presents. I actually did great (by my standards anyway) and purchased just about everything almost two weeks ago. Since I’m a guy, that’s almost unheard of. Turns out I guessed right; I’ve only had about an hour or so to myself where I could go shopping.
Last night I made a decision that I would start getting the presents wrapped. I ended up watching some TV for a while, until it was almost midnight. Crap. Even worse, rather than actually wrap presents, I decided it would be a good time to install my surround sound in the living room. Sounds great now, but I still needed to get going.
My backup plan was lunchtime. Unfortunately I had week willpower against peer pressure so I went down to Charley’s with Brian and Preston. Whoops. I ended up cutting out of work a bit early, and I was able to get everything squared away by 4:30pm.
Toliver had great fun opening his presents, but I had a bit of an issue with the packaging. Whomever decided it was a good idea to secure a powered truck to a bit of cardboard with 8 screws and then make it essentially impossible to get the bottom side where the screws are deserves to be shot. I wasted almost 5 minutes just trying to get to the screws. The photo only shows a small portion of the anger.
Toliver got to choose where he wanted to go for dinner. He ended up choosing McDonald’s. Not exactly my choice, but I can cope. That went all right for a while until the boys started getting overexcited, and then it just went downhill from there.
Regardless of the issues I came up against for Toli’s birthday (many of them self-inflicted) I think the boys had a blast, and I guess that’s what counts.
Excuse me while I go attempt to locate my sanity…