My Birthday!

Wow! I can't believe that's it's my birthday already. The entire youth group sang to me last night and of course lots of church friends made a point of calling me "old lady". I guess because I'm finally 30 and most of them have known me since I was 19 and getting married. Most women can't seem to stand big birthdays, but this one feels good to me. I guess "twenty-something" always sounds so young when you've got three kids and the oldest is 9.

Plus... I think we earn our birthdays. I can't imagine ever lying about my age. First of all, you just eventually end up looking like a really OLD 29 (or whatever age you're pretending to be), second, no one ever really believes you, and third, I think lying about your age is like discounting everything that God has done in your life that year. I am thankful for all the years He has given me and what He has accomplished in me -- why would I want to take that away??

Just some reflective birthday thoughts... :)

Guess who had a birthday??

Yes, indeed, our very own Man of the House turned 40!

The kids had a blast making him both a bread "cake" and a chocolate-to-the-extreme cake. Princess Buttercup (the 8.5yo) even stated that it was too sweet for her, and would anyone like to finish her piece. Whoa! That should give you some idea. Guess we'll be scratching Triple Chocolate Fudge cake off the recipe list.

This of course led to a much, much later bedtime than usual. Dragon Slayer (the 6.5yo) and Curlylocks (the 4yo) were up quite late giggling all of the Triple Chocolate Fudge out of their systems. Another reason to scratch that recipe!

Happy Birthday sweetie!!