Yeah, so it is my husband's birthday. Poor guy, because tomorrow is a MEGA HUGE ELECTION for which he's been preparing for the last seventy-billion years, plus this is the last week of school, AND, I'm rather distracted because I'm going on a trip this Thursday to see a super-awesome thing that I'll report about later on Spectrum of Reviews that has something to do with water, color, and... Disneyland! (ooh, did I say that out loud?)

Anyway.

So, life is super-hectic right now. I'm trying to get things done in anticipation of our family trip to the magical world of awesomeness this weekend with an added excursion to the legotastic place that I think the kids will appreciate more now than they did when they were younger. And Husband is dealing with election-stuff and work-stuff, and general-stuff.

So... poor Daddy gets no birthday.

I got him the following gift, thinking it was mighty cool, but he is sad because it really caters towards the kids. But really, if we make the kids happy, then WE are happy. Right?

RIGHT?

Happy Birthday Husband-type-unit.