Why just have your birthday on one day when you can spread it out over an entire weekend? That seems to be the philosophy around our house every year.
Rachael wanted to have homemade pizza for her birthday, but then we decided to have a small party with her friends in the afternoon on her birthday. I quickly determined I could not possibly host a party and prep homemade pizza at the same time, so we moved our pizza night to the Friday before her birthday. (Our usual pizza and movie night anyway, but she didn't mind.)
To placate any sense of injustice, I also let her open one birthday present early. (Coincidentally, it was a movie. Isn't it great when things work out?)
And the pizza. A heartburn-inducing great time!
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