Party Like It's My Berfday

So ... you know you're really, truly old when your parents spend the entire day muttering, "I can't believe that I have a daughter who's 32." 32 does sound old, doesn't it? It doesn't feel any different than 31 did, but it sure sounds different.

Aside from becoming old, I had a great birthday. In fact, you could say that I had a birthday weekend extravaganza. On Saturday my parents and sister were kind enough to watch the gremlins so Chris and I could go out to lunch and play a round of putt-putt, which Chris did not let me win despite it being my quasi-birthday celebration. (He only beat me by two strokes, though.)

Yesterday was the official "Birthday Dinner" at my parents' home, punctuated by some awesome presents and cards, and this beautiful and scrumptious pumpkin cheesecake, compliments of the fabulous Kallie.
Today we took the kids to Tucanos, as has become our birthday lunch tradition. Carter refused to eat anything but a banana and the twins decorated the surrounding floor with a peppering of Cheerios, but I was still thrilled just to escape without getting a lap full of ice water like the last time we all went out to eat! This evening we enjoyed another delicious cake and I opened more gifts and lovely cards from my sweet little family. Thanks to everyone who has sent birthday wishes my way, and to my family for giving me such a great celebration!