Everyone wishes they could celebrate birthdays like I do - I know it, they do. My youngest got me up at about 6:30 and we had Cheerios.
It was lightly snowing.
We read, then we played dinosaurs. I did some laundry, got some dishes washed.
The rest of the family woke up between 9:30 and 10:30.
By noon we were clearing out bins of clothes from the attic - summer, winter - sorting through to find all the clothes the no longer fit anyone but keep migrating back and forth.
We started on dressers - my eldest son had a shirt drawer filled to the brim, but only wears about 5 of the shirts in there - an hour of sorting later we were working on the other children's closets and dressers. We have about two garbage bags full of clothing to go to the Salvation Army.
We cleaned the laundry room - well, cleaned is a strong word - we folded, sorted and hung up the contents of the Mt. Vesuvius of clothing that erupts down there every once in a while.
Eventually we ate a lovely dinner with cake and presents.
You wish you celebrated like we do. Admit it, you do!