Yay, me!

Getting older is not as fun when you grow up. I’m getting closer and closer to thirty, and that sounds terrible. But when I went in to get Eva this morning, she jumped and yelled, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” at me… I realized, I have it pretty great and there’s no one I’d rather spend my whole day with than that hilarious three year old (and T.J. when he gets off of work tonight). Go out and eat some cadbury eggs to celebrate the day of my birth. We are heading into the city to see the Macy’s flower show and maybe eat a waffle for a late National Waffle Day/B-day celebration at Wafels & Dinges.