Birthday Dinner at the DQ

This year my birthday landed on a Wednesday, which for me is Women's Bible study night.  If I can help, I do not miss.  That is such a refreshing time for this momma ... not only for the word to get poured into me, but also the fellowship, prayers, and encouragement of other women.    The accountability and the friendships - oh my soul, the friendships- I just don't like to miss.  So when dad asked if he could take us all out for dinner for my birthday while he was in town, I told him it would have to wait until Thursday.  Thursday, though, was Kirby's school Christmas program so I told him we would have to go somewhere in Bishop ... let's just do the local Mexican taqueria (which for those of you who know me, know there probably wasn't a thing there I would eat).  My husband and mother both actually said that and my response was, "It's not about the food, it's about the company."

About an hour before Kirby's program, we all load up and head to Bishop.  We arrive at an empty parking lot and a dark dining room ... uh oh.  Looks like the family owned restaurant is closed and they are probably back home in Mexico for Christmas.

I shout from the backseat with glee ... "No big deal, let's just go next door to the Dairy Queen!"  I could sense some laughter from the front seat but I was serious.  Again, my heart said, "It's not about the food, its about the company."

In we went, with Patton riding his imaginary horse Cactus and Kirby prancing on her tippy toes; Bowen in his car seat eager for bottle and momma beaming with excitement for the memories to come at the round table full of family eating together to celebrate my 33rd birthday.  Even if it was at Dairy Queen, I would not have changed a second of it for the world.  Except maybe the seconds that Patton was crawling on his hands and knees on the dirty floor under the table ... that I may trade in. We even saw our Fed Ex man taking a break in a booth, and he came over to say hi and wish me a happy birthday.  Small towns ... love it.  Love it so.

If there is a lesson at all from this, Kirby, Patton and Bowen, I want you to learn : "It is not about the food, it is about the company."  Just like it isn't about the clothes or the vehicle or the big house ... it is about the relationships with others and Christ.  That is all.

Excited to see what Christ has in store for this 33rd year of life.

 

I did get a treat the following week ... a kid free dinner with these 2 precious souls!!!  Looking forward to another year older and kookier my girlfrans'.