thirty-one years ago, i was born. yeah, i know. that's cool as all hell.
i'm happy that all of those years have been filled so full. i have a family that is the best support system in the universe. daily life would not be the same if i didn't have family to help us keep the wheels turning at times. i have friends that are my permanent adopted family members. i love them as much as i love chocolate and peanut butter. and that is like A LOT. i have a husband who i have been with for over half my life. we started dating when we were FIFTEEN. yes, our parents would drop us off at each other's houses. we couldn't even drive. SO YOUNG. but yet, here we are ... living the good life. the good life with our two little people, tucker and levi. these kids seriously know how to make a mom feel so loved.
i could ramble on and on about life, but reality calls. all my boys are sleeping, but i am still working. i am finishing laundry so tucker's swim stuff is ready for tomorrow. i'm editing pictures for clients. i'm cleaning up a tad so the house isn't such a divebomb for when my sister comes to watch tucker tomorrow. i'm googling moths in order to correctly identify one seen on a friend's instagram feed (look up polyphemus moth - so pretty). i'm looking for props for photo sessions this summer. i'm listening to one kid cough in his sleep, wondering if i should wake him for cough medicine. i'm thinking i should wrap this up.
thankful to everyone that made my birthday special.
happy thirty plus one to me. :)