My birthday
used to be about BIG presents,
and lots of them,
a “special” cake with sparkly candles,
balloons and streamers,
and being the center of attention
for an e.n.t.i.r.e. day.
And while all those things
are totally awesome,
this year’s birthday
was a bit different…
and completely perfect.
I woke up at 7am,
went to Church,
taught Sunday school to
40 adorable kiddos,
came home to a sick hubby and baby
{I’m still sick too, btw},
had a quick bite to eat,
and then took an
impromptu trip to the beach.
There was splishing,
there was splashing,
there was even a fully clothed
face plant into a wave
by Baby W.
Baby W had the time of his life,
and, as usual, he enjoyed
being the center of attention
for an e.n.t.i.r.e. day.
And I couldn’t imagine
a better way to spend my birthday.

