While we did celebrate Patrick's birthday yesterday, our "official" celebration was last weekend, in the midst of the Super Bowl fun downtown. We were able to secure a hotel room (much to our surprise) and had a great time walking around the heart of downtown, having lunch, ordering up a giant brownie sundae via room service, and swimming in the hotel pool. When we asked Patrick what his favorite part of the weekend was, he told us it was sleeping in the "Transformer bed." (This would be the fold-out couch at the Marriott). Also, when taking in all of the Super Bowl sites, in the middle of the buzz and excitement, Adam asked Patrick if this was his best birthday ever. Patrick's response? "I don't know. Is this the Red Lobster?" Maybe the point of the entire "trip" was a little over his head, but our hope is that, when he gets a little older, he's going to think this was really cool. Here are a couple of pics from our weekend:
The family. We are a little band of characters trudging through life, sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that binds us all together.
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