I love birthdays. I love hearing from family and friends that I don’t hear from on a regular basis. I love that.
I know that everybody is busy. I know that life happens and we all get into our routines. But on a birthday you hear from everyone.
And it’s awesome.
I love to think about my friends and family and all the fun memories we have to share.
I couldn’t be more blessed by those that have come into my life. I cherish each and every one of you.
And mostly I cherish my boys. My ever so sweet (in between temper tantrums that is) boys.
We celebrated last night with grilled steaks and birthday cake with ice cream. It was awesome.
And today when I picked the boys up from school Ryan was so excited to tell me what he got for me for my birthday.
He said I could put it in my garden. And he was so excited his face was glowing!
But remembering he was told not to take rocks from the playground at his new school, he added, “But don’t worry mom. I only took ONE rock. I just took ONE for you.”
And how could I be upset with that?
Owen was sad he didn’t have a rock to give me so he borrowed the one Ryan brought home and gave that one to me again.
I love birthdays. And I love everyone of you that took a minute out of your day to email, call, text or post a message on facebook. I loved every single message I received. Thank you.