I started my day sleeping in which was a treat and when I woke up I received a bunch of birthday love and my present wrapped by the kids it was so sweet. They picked out a red polka dot bike computer for my bike which I have been wanting for quite sometime. It was so sweet and the cards they picked were awesome Symeon always picks a card that sings and Marin chose a princess card they were really funny.
Then the kids and I went to volunteer and I enjoyed lots of phone calls, emails, FB messages, and texts with special birthday wishes. I was so touched by the kind, thoughtful, loving messages and cards. Then the kids and I went to our favorite coffee shop for a birthday Boba and then we were off to the playground. The weather was beautiful and we had lots of fun on a warm January day. We went home for lunch and a little quiet time for the kids and a great work out for me.
After quiet time and a work out we had a spontaneous birthday dance party for a good portion of the afternoon. At Symeon's school on people's birthday they do a dance party and he loves it so it was his suggestion so we turned up the tunes and had a great time dancing and singing. It was honestly the highlight of my birthday we had such fun as a family and I love to watch Symeon and Marin dance it is so cute they both get into it. Then we went to Lil Kickers and then I decided to have pizza for my birthday dinner and we did a picnic dinner in the living room it was perfect. We ended the day with Carvel ice cream cake and a great round of singing Happy Birthday by the kids. I ended my wonderful day by putting Marin to sleep a she wanted to hold my hand while she drifted off to sleep. I laid with her for awhile after she feel asleep listening to her breathe while we held hands. It was a great ending to a wonderful day being loved on by my family and friends.
Pizza Party
The Dance Party
Love the dance train. Marin is rockin' out!
1 comment:
Sounds fabulous! For some reason (so far) I can remember Shaun's age and then I just subtract 4 to figure out mine. I distinctly remember my mom having to figure out how old she was too and wondering why.
You grow in grace and beauty every year!
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