As so, as we come to the end of February, all of my babies are now one year older.
Thought I’d share some of the birthday fun with you, through photos.
Enjoy!
As so, as we come to the end of February, all of my babies are now one year older.
Thought I’d share some of the birthday fun with you, through photos.
Enjoy!
So, Baby Monkey decided that this years party would be at Chuck E. Cheese.
Or, Chuck E. Sneeze, as a friend of mine so aptly put it.
So, we went, armed with antibacterial Wet Ones, a cake from home (or the store), and a few friends.
And he loved it.
And so did his brother.
There was climbing
Deep breaths for blowing out candles (on the Entenmann’s cake…so sue me)
A successful visit to the Ticket Blaster machine
And a good time was had by all.
Well, almost all.
I don’t sweat getting older.
I think I’m getting better with age.
39 isn’t that much different than 38, except I’ve got another year of life under my belt (and a baby, but that’s not a yearly thing).
40 is right around the corner, but let’s be honest, 40 is the new 30, and 30 was a pretty good year for me.
At 39, I’m in a great place.
I’ve got an amazing husband, 3 unbelievable kids, and 1 on the way.
I have parents and an extended family with whom I actually enjoy spending time.
I have a few close friends who absolutely light up my life.
I have a career that I love.
I have a roof over my head and food on my table every single night.
Today, I’m 39.
And it’s all good.
(And, because Monkey Girl saw me taking a picture with the computer and had to get in on it, and because I love that girl…)
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