We celebrated my 32nd birthday on December 15th. Given that it was on a busy Sunday, it didn't feel that much different from any other day. However, I much preferred that to having a terrible cold which was the case last year. Honestly, the older I get, the less my birthdays matter to me. (The kids' birthdays? Well, that's a different story...)
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| I thought this was a nice gift...my two oldest happily reading by the fire. |
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| My 32nd birthday and Ruth's 10-month birthday. |
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| We all ended up with different party hats representing leftovers from four years of birthdays. |
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| And cheesecake for dessert! |
