So Ben's birthday, of course seeing as it was on a Thursday, was spent at work. Right up until dinnertime. (He's had another week of having 40-hours, give or take, by Thursday evening. Blah.) But when he called and said he was heading home, I told the kids and about 10 minutes later we went out on the porch to watch him ride up.
After dinner - his choice: Bean and Ham and More Soup (which he loved) - we had cake. Or Apple Pudding Pie. Or Apple Custard Pie. I can't remember what it was called. It was pretty much delicious. Make a wish . . .
Then, well after a few phone calls (the visiting kind, not the bishopric kind. . .:), we started decorating our gingerbread houses. This was Lucy's first year and she was really good and pretty serious about it all. I would put some frosting on and then she would place the candies. She did great.