Growing Older...And Younger

I recently celebrated my 31st birthday. Yes, that's right - 31. I have to say, 31 was easier to swallow than 30. And I know that every year, every day, is a gift. And that I have been richly blessed over the course of them. I was reminded of that yet again, when my Dad stopped by for a surprise visit and brought me this fantastic cake!

It looks like a lot more little people than it seems to see them all lined up on a cake. :)

This picture spurred all kinds of jesting comments from my husband and well-meaning friends.

"Where is J?"

"Surprise! You're a single mom of FIVE!" -B

"I'm on the complimentary cupcake with a frown."-J

But we all knew the intention.

And it was an awesome birthday surprise from the kids to me...orchestrated by Grandpa of course!

Best cake ever!

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It also led to perhaps my favorite exchange of the evening:

Me: "Thanks, Dad!"

Little Sis: "That's not Dad. That's Grandpa"

Me: "He's my dad. And your grandpa."

Little Sis: "I'm not Grandpa!! >:( "

Hehehehe.

And speaking of Little Sis, apparently grown-ups aren't the only ones who would enjoy turning back the clock every once in a while.

While I made dinner, I let her ride around in the Moby wrap for the first time in ages. I used to do everything with her strapped to me when she was a baby.

It turns out, she thoroughly enjoyed getting to be the baby again for a little bit.

And I got to spend my birthday with the best company ever!