Party me harty!

Birthdays. It used to be really exciting. I don't know at what age you start loosening your collar and gulping audibly (isn't the typical response?) , and thinking it would just be better that no one would remember it was your birthday, you are convinced that if no one remembers it is your birthday then you actually don't have one and you remain the same age. No harm, no fowl. But, in reality, you do still in fact, turn a year older regardless. It was 24 that I felt like it was starting to get weird, but officially 26 that I was not stoked about it. Sam has spent the days prior to birthday teasing me about turning "the dirty 30."I don't know what makes the the 30 dirty, but I still was not happy about him adding that year to my life. I am not 30, and will hang out to the last year of my 20's, and hopefully go down in style by the end of it. When I woke up yesterday, and had my regular oatmeals in the morning, and then quickly  spilled oatmeal all over the floor, I thought...huh, if this is this an indicator of the day, wow, pretty awesome.

this is how Kaj at his ice cream cake 

messy face aftermath

I must say though, it was actually a very enjoyable day. I started with pilates, which I really do like a lot. And then, a lovely friend of mine, insisted I get out of the house while she watched the boys, but not before giving me the fuzziest, coziest earmuffs on the planet. I treated myself to getting my toes done, which I had not done by myself. Sam brought home sushi, Dora the Explorer party hats, and an ice cream cake. Josh wore his party hat, Kaj blew out the candle, and I had a moment of such thankfulness for my all of my sweet boys. I then went to volleyball as per my usual Thursday, but found the net decorated, and the girls...decorated as well. Wearing party too-toos and funny hats, and handed me my own party wear. We volleyed, went out for a little treat, and talked until the night closed in. It was such a good day! I was feeling so thankful, so blessed, and so not 29. Eek! (seeing it written is weird) So despite my age, I am happy. I am excited to be to reflect, and be thankful for the experiences I have had to learn, and to grow, and to appreciate. 

First time fitting into his "little brother" shirt

but I don't want to be a pirate

In other news, we tried on Kaj's Halloween costume, and he hated it's guts. He did not want to be a pirate. I am really hoping that he will come around, because there is nothing else on the menu.