Good Friends

Late last week we planned a last-minute trip to St. Louis – Andy’s grandfather was ill and we wanted to go visit him sooner rather than later. The only thing was, Saturday Sam’s birthday.

I was a little worried that Sam’s birthday was going to get lost in the shuffle, and I wanted to make sure we made the day special for him, even with everything else that was going on.

I emailed my friend Gina, who lives outside St. Louis, asking where I should order a Cardinals birthday cake, and she immediately wrote back saying she’d make him one.

Later that day, I was IM’ing with my friend Beth, telling her about our trip and my concern about Sam’s birthday. “Are the Cardinals in town?” she asked me. “You should take him to the game.” Next thing I know, she says she’s arranged for four tickets to be waiting for us at will call.

Saturday morning, Gina drove into the city and delivered this:

Needless to say, Sam loved it.

Later, we surprised Sam by taking him to the baseball game.

Sam had a great third birthday, in no small part because I have such good friends.

We are both pretty lucky.