I can't deny I had to fight a lump in my throat when hubby said he was having dinner on his birthday with friends. Who in their right mind would choose dinner and drinks with adult company over dinner with family? Which includes two kiddos under 3yo who would cry, scream, bang things on the table, climb up and down the chairs, ask to go pee-pee etc? Hehee.
We did go for a pre-birthday lunch after he came back from his holiday in Singapore (with friends again, sigh). And the kiddos were NOT model diners, as usual.
JE: Wanna walk on this chair next. With my shoes on.