So the big 26 today. Kinda awesome. I babysat my niece, cleaned the kitchen, and then went to mutual. Had pancakes for all 3 meals (Brennen insisted) and then came home from mutual to find out my son was 'helping' weed and pulled out my tomato plant! Apparently I need to teach him what stays in the dirt and what doesn't. Couldn't take a picture cause I lost my camera case (camera's still with me, THANK HEAVENS) but it had my battery charger in it so I am waiting for it's replacement to be shipped. What a day!!
My wonderful husband did clean our disaster of a house (I refused it was my day off from that at least, right?) and promised a night out on the town. He also let me take a birthday nap and played with the girls. So really how could I complain? I told my young women if I wasn't showered with love, gifts, and song I would demand my release. So they of course complied with my wishes. What a good group of girls I have!!
Birthday's are different for me being a mom, I don't get a day off which was mandatory when I worked. I don't get the same hub bub (if you will) I expected from my mom, you know banners, awesome cakes, and constant worship throughout the day (Kurt's still trying to understand my need for recognition). But when your 3 year old (without force or persuasin from a third party) says he loves you and sings happy birthday and your little girl showers you with slobbery kisses, and you get more comments on Facebook then your entire history of being on that thing, and when you get a dedicatory blog of your awesomeness from your sister, and constant phone calls and texts all day to again tell you how cool you are, how can it not be a good day?!