His parents fixed dinner for him and the kids and I ate after I got home. They left soon afterwards, and I finished a book during the half hour until it was time to start the bedtime routine. We got kid teeth brushed and kid pajamas on, and then I read 2 stories to Martin and Karin, and then Anders walked them on the tops of his feet into their bedrooms, one at a time. We each bent over each child in turn and said our goodnight ritual: Goodnight, sleep tight. I love you. See you in the morning. A hug. A kiss. Lights out.
"I'm so tired," I groaned. Anders rubbed my shoulders for a moment. "I have to work and all I really want to do is sleep." He told me to blow it off, but of course I couldn't. We talked for a few minutes about scheduling logistics, then he headed out to the garage to finish some last minute work on the motorcycle before its inspection tomorrow, and I sat down in front of the computer and proceeded to finish up my Mosaic Minds and AWC responsibilities. I answered some overdue emails, and then I relaxed a little and opened a web browser window to catch up on what my friends have been up to during the day.
One of the first messages I saw was from sari wishing her readers a happy first day of June. "First day of June," I thought. It's my friend Debbie's birthday. Happy birthday, Debbie, over there in Canada! We miss you. Then I thought some more. Seems there ought to be something else about the first of June that I ought to be remembering.
Suddenly, it came to me. Oy! I got up, and went out into the garage just now. Anders was wearing his old work pants with duct tape on the knees and a greasy sweatshirt. I must have looked a little stricken, because he looked at me in alarm and said, "What is it?" I went over to him and leaned my head on his chest.
"Happy Anniversary, honey," I said. There was a pause as his arms came up around my shoulders. "Oh...oops," he said. I laughed, and so did he. "Oops, too." I said. "Good thing it wasn't our 10th," he grinned. "Yeah," I said. "Good thing." :)
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