Thirteen?!

G turned thirteen on Friday. We celebrated with a party G style. G planned for us to:

1. Go to the movies,


2. Come home and eat pepperoni pizza (his favorite)


3. Watch the new episode of iCarly,


4. Eat cake and open presents


5. Watch the new Monk episode.

All in all we had a good time. Originally we planned to see Journey to the Center of the Earth in 3-D. When we got to the theater, we found out it wasn't showing in 3-D where we were. For a minute I thought we were going to have a melt down teenage style, then one friend mentioned they had seen Hancock and it was the best movie he had seen all summer AND a show was starting that fit the schedule... so we took the kids to see Hancock. Once we were in, we were surprised by the language. My husband debated taking G and his friends out, but then we would have "ruined" the plan... which would have meant we "ruined" his birthday. So we kept them in and then I apologised to the parents (my friends) who forgave me...

Then it turned out there were back to back episodes of iCarly. So we ended up cutting cake and singing Happy Birthday during a Monk commercial break. G was fine with the schedule changes (flexibility is such a beautiful thing...)

After the festivities G played with his new light saber in the backyard.

In short, it was not a perfect day, but close...