Happy Birthday to me

It's embarrassing what a big deal my birthday is to me. I wish I was like most normal adults and didn't need a lot of attention and celebration, but instead I am like a 7 year old. Only, since yesterday, I am 39. Which sounds kinda old. But I'm okay with being 39. The reason I'm okay with it is because I'm not 40 yet. Also because I got to have a day that included a lot of attention and celebration. And presents. I really like presents.

On the "holy day" (as Bill refers to it), I awoke to crate paper decorating the place, thanks to my kids. Jack was particularly proud of his work in the shower. After I was served breakfast in bed (un-rinsed strawberries and yogurt with no spoon), the kids and I headed out to some garage sales. Here's what made them happy shoppers...
Along the way we stopped for some donuts, chocolate milk and coffee at Lamar's. The donuts were huge, and since I didn't pay attention to any of the prices, so was the bill. Almost $15!!! But it was my birthday, right?

After some time at the pool we hit Happy Hour at Sonic for some Strawberry Limeades. Yum...
While I was watching Emmie and a bunch of other girls in the afternoon a spontaneous birthday party broke out. I did NOT initiate this, although I would never put that past me. Madeline did my hair. Ava painted my nails. And then they ALL frosted the cake that Emmie had made me all by herself. It was hilarious to see the chocolate frosting on their cheeks, chins, and shirts after it was all over. I loved my cake...
I also loved my impromptu party. I made Bill promise not to have a surprise party for me this year since he has done that the past 3 years. Emmie was really disappointed about that, but this made up for it in spades. They threw crate paper on me and sang to me...
It's hard to say who enjoyed it more, they young girls or the old one...
How perfect for me to celebrate with girls who are my own maturity level when it comes to birthdays. I love my sweet little buddies...
The night ended up with dinner at PF Chang's (How do you say "yummy" in Chinese?) with our friends the Lewises...
It's nice to have kids old enough to take pictures for us. Kind of...
Thanks, Tater.

Today I woke up and there was it was no longer June 19th. The "holy day" was over. No crate paper. No breakfast in bed. No PF Chang's. And no presents to be opened. Good thing each day is a gift to be treasured. I guess that makes every day a holy day.