Visiting Teachers bring me a cake.
I sat right down in front of them and ate two pieces of it without batting an eye.
It is my birthday after all:)
Course, I shared.
Rebecca got up in the middle of the night to hang these around the kitchen for me so I'd see them first thing.
I thought that was really sweet . . .
and a little crazy!
She also got me a yellow rose. She said that when the florist asked if she wanted a red one she said, "Nah, I like the yellow ones." That's my girl!
My biggest present is this guy. I remember quite clearly feeling miserably sick for my last birthday but look what I got to show for it now:
Baby thighs. Aren't they the best?