Today is my birthday. I am now 39 and holding.
After church, Brad surprised me with lunch at El Fenix in downtown Dallas. It was really really yummy! And the best part was the company (see pics below).
When we got home, the boys began showering me with gifts from their candy buckets – lollipops, a jellybean, a tootsie roll. It was all so sweet – pun intended – until Matthew said “I was going to give you the Laffy Taffy but I just love them too much. So I gave you the jellybean instead.”
I had no response to that.
That’s not really true. I told him I loved the jellybean. Then I told myself that after he went to bed, I should go eat that Laffy Taffy.
No, not really. I’m just cracking myself up here. It is MY BIRTHDAY after all.
So, tomorrow it’s back to the grind. We’re spending our week driving back & forth to VBS at our church. Tonight I’m questioning my own sanity, but by this time tomorrow it won’t be a question anymore. I will be fully convinced that I am insane.
But at least I can blame it on my old age.
