I'm 35 years old! But, lest I dare to think that today would be about me, I left the house this morning to a crying preschooler who was upset because he wanted it to be his birthday, not mine. No love for mommy. At all.
This entire week, Thursday loomed not as the day that officially marks that I'm a year older, but as the day before we leave for our vacation in Aruba. Ahem, trip to Aruba. (Vacation means "freedom or release from duty, business, or activity". Considering the boys are coming...it's a trip.) Anyway tonight is PACK NIGHT. We leave at 6 am tomorrow morning so it's serious I have a list of a thousand things to do. Off I go, see you when we get back!
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