It was fun. I pushed the boys in their swings and enjoyed their laughter. Then, Mike came out of the house with a small gift wrapped for me. He remembered! It's just a few days before my birthday.
The small gift was a sweet surprise - inside the carfeully wrapped box was a simple, green apple. In my head, I could just picture Max telling Daddy he wanted to give me an apple for my birthday. Max had the cutest smile on. So I went to him and gave him big hugs. I said, "Thank you Max!" On cue, Max said, "Oh Mommy, that's the wrong apple." And he laughed and laughed! I was confused... until Mike brought an iPad mini out from behind his back and said, "Happy Birthday Mommy!"
Well... now that's what I call a sweet gift.