Another year...another birthday. They just aren't that exciting anymore. Especially when you are closer to 40 than you are to 30. Yes folks, I am getting old! My wonderful husband did a good job of trying to make the most of the day for me. And he did do a wonderful job. First when I got home from tutoring he had the house clean and kids all ready for bed, he just kept them up so I could cuddle a little. That alone would have been enough but then he put them to bed and pulled out a dinner that he had prepared for me. He set up Ayla's little table with candles so that we could have a nice romantic diner for two. The next day we celebrated with some cake and Ayla helped me to blow out the candles. It was a very nice day despite the fact that I apparently aged somewhere along the way. Here's some pictures:
Our nice romantic dinner for two
My birthday ice cream cake (YUM!) The candles are supposed to be in the shape of the age I was turning.
Ayla and I posing before we blew out the candles.
"Let's quick blow these things out before the house burns down!"
