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I'm Still 29 Until Monday, but...

...we had a really great day of celebration! 

We started this morning with a girls only tea in celebration of Nana. Her birthday is the 16th, so we are quite accustomed to sharing our parties. Madi tore through a scone like there was no tomorrow and Brooklyn had so much fun dressing up with the hats and purses. It was a wonderful time and a delicious spread from Tea Leaves and Thyme! Birthday or not, I enjoy spending time with these people.

The afternoon was spent mostly by myself. The adults were all out and about, doing their own things (Ray's "own thing" happened to be participating in a friend's flash mob marriage proposal at the Botanical Gardens!). Grayson and Madi took great naps. Brooklyn played. I worked on my meal plan/grocery lists for the April and even snuck in a 20 min yoga session! 

We spent some time out in the beautiful (albeit yellowish green) spring weather, and then I went grocery shopping - by myself! Heaven! 

Jenna brought my favorite Olive Garden to me, with homemade Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo, bread sticks, and roasted brussel sprouts. In a word: delish! She even topped it off with Andes Mints to really complete the experience. 

My family went around the table and told something they like about me. It was humbling and rewarding to hear how much they appreciate all the little things I do to care for my family (including the three with four legs!). 

Cake was cupcakes from Gabriel's and let me just say, thirty candle is a lot to blow out! We taught Grayson to say "Happy", "Birthday", and of course he knows Mommy and Nana. Super sweet! 

So, in a nutshell - fantastic birthday. And since my actual birthday isn't until Monday, I got to celebrate without actually turning 30! Awesome!


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  1. Definitely a wonderful day of celebrating you! Happy Birthday again, and welcome to THIRTY...well, tomorrow anyway. ;)

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