39 years old. Now where did all those years go? I almost didn't post this photo because I can't stand the way I look in it. When have I become a puffy-faced, gray-haired wrinkle-fest? (I know, I might have a teeny, teeny problem with vanity.) But then I decided, you know what? Who cares? I am blessed. Here I am, healthy and alive and holding my beautiful boys. Every line on my face tells a story of the laughter that's crinkled my eyes, the tears I've cried, the real life I've lived. Here it is--happening right now--the full, messy, complicated, wonderful life I've been fortunate to live thus far.
They were determined to bake me a cake. There was much banging and crashing of pots. For hours.
So proud of themselves! (Meanwhile, Daniel was ready to keel over.)
Coconut vanilla cake with raspberry filling and coconut cream cheese frosting. Mmm.
What a great birthday! So thankful for my sweet little family, and for all the friends and family who make life so rich and beautiful.
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