Happy Birthday to Me

So, today is my day to turn another year older. In all honesty, I completely forgot it was my birthday this week until Andy reminded me on Monday night. After a certain age one just doesn't care to make a big deal about getting another year older. It just doesn't seem important anymore. Also, we have been putting all of our energy lately into pumping Max up for Pre-K tomorrow. And that has taken A LOT of energy and planning to get that guy ready and pumped.  

Even though I have not been into my birthday this year I needed to find that party girl inside of me because Max was ecstatic over his mommy's birthday and I couldn't be a party pooper and let him down. I mean I woke up this morning to Max yelling happy birthday to me and jumping into my arms for a giant birthday hug. Now, who wouldn't get into the birthday mood after that? It was a nice way to start my day. 

After work I was greeted with a very excited Max who gave me presents and flowers.

We went out to dinner, swam in the pool and then had cake. Max sang happy birthday to me before we blew out the candles.

Having Max and Andy to celebrate my birthday with made this year's birthday a million times better...even when I was not in the mood to celebrate at all.