I'm 33 today.
James was making this card for me when I walked into the dining room this morning. He told me what to write in it.
What to do on my birthday with 3 kids in tow? (One of whom is cranky, hot and teethy?) Hit my favorite beach, of course, for tide pooling and rock climbing.And since it's my birthday, let's eat breakfast on the beach. Pancakes and bacon. But we have to eat fast before Lilly starts screaming. Even the pounding surf doesn't drown it out.
We'll end the day with cupcakes from Sprinkles. Chocolate. Vanilla. Lemon. Lemon is the best.
It wasn't the most relaxing birthday. But I have 3 kids. Do I ever relax? Not really.
Aaron gave me a gift certificate for Blue Windows, one of my very favoritest of stores, and I am finding it very relaxing to imagine all the different things I could purchase with said certificate.
Right now, however, there are dishes to do, a pile of laundry, a bathroom in desperate need of a cleaning, and floors that were swept yesterday and yet are somehow dirty again today. But it is my birthday and so I am going to bed. (I used the same excuse to ditch it all today and go to the beach. Can it be my birthday all week?)
I know a certain someone will be waking me up soon. Her teeth have no respect for my birthday.
I promise to be back in the swing of things, blog wise at least, tomorrow. See you then.