What a wonderful day. While it isn’t officially my youngest’s birthday, we celebrated in style. Ben turns 14 on Tuesday and he wanted two things for his special day.
First, he wanted to eat at Red Robin. This was an excellent choice. The burgers were wonderful. The steak fries were scrumptious. The clam chowder was the best I’ve ever tasted. He brought home a free balloon. Certainly 5-star dining.
Second, Ben wanted a drum. But it wasn’t just any drum. Ben wanted a Djembe. And really, what 14 year old doesn’t? So of course, being the good parents we are, we found a Djembe. It wasn’t that hard really. I’m not completely sure what Ben plans on doing with this African Tribal Drum but that’s for his 14 year old mind to determine. Our job was to get it for him. His job is to thank us and remember that we are the best parents, ever. Especially when he’s 28 and realizes how many other ways we screwed up his life. When that day comes, we’ll remind him of the Djembe and how we did get at least one thing right…Unless he was hoping for a bigger drum or a different color or synthetic material or we completely misunderstood his request. I sure hope he didn’t want an Ashiko or a Goblet Drum and we misunderstood. Oh man….We’re screwed.
