brownies and brownie points

We never made the cake. It turned, instead, into a busy-ish evening of shopping for some and season-ending football party for others. Still, we managed to gather together for pre-made brownies as I re-introduced the children to their brother. We sang a rousing and intentionally off-key rendition of Happy Birthday then wrapped things up for the night.

In other news, my ability to tell my children that Arizona does not observe daylight savings time led to the following conversation (which will be filed under Useful Ammunition in the old memory books):

N: You only know that because you have an internet friend in Arizona.

M: No, Mom knows that because she knows EVERYTHING...just like our dad.

N: Nope, Mom knows everything. Dad just has a wireless earpiece so Mom can feed him the answers. Otherwise he would only be right 96.6% of the time.

T&J: Mom knows everything!

R: Yeah!

I can conveniently forget that they all laughed after that little interchange.

Thank you, God, that life carries on after loss.