A quarter of a century already?!

Wow, I guess today is my birthday. It's strange that I just keep getting older and older and yet somehow I never feel a day past 18. For some reason (don't ask me why) when I pictured the more mature me I thought I'd be...uh...more mature....or something like that. But nope! I'm still the same old me (haa..old.). I still don't like tomatoes or avacados. I still adore skittles, dum-dums, and gummi worms. And I still don't have a clue as to what I want to be when I grow up. Of course having a few babies has helped me age a little. Especially when the 5 year old can't even fathom all years it's taken to make up my life. Sheesh!! I did have somewhat of a panic attack when I realized that I'm now on the fast track to 30! I'm over it now, but it sure gave me

a fright. Well, on the sunny side, I had a great birthday. James took a day off (sort of) so that I could take a day off. It's really all I wanted. What a great guy to make all my hopes and dreams come true. And of course, what birthday would be complete without a little Office to tuck me in.

Ahh this is good!

A little bit of Family time

It's always amazing to me what just a little bit of
good old family time can do.
James and I have tried really hard to make sure
we have some sort of family night on Mondays. All too
often we slack in the planning and preparation end of it
and wind up popping a movie in and calling it good.
I suppose it's better than nothing.....but still.
Last night, however, DH (dear husband) and I decided
that it was time to shake things up a bit. So we loaded the
kids in the car and ventured out to the Fruit and Berry
Patch to pick us some blueberries.
When we got to the farm they told us that most of the
b.berries were gone but that we might still be able to find
some. It was pretty slim pickin's but you know it's a good
family home evening when things go awry. We set a goal of
getting at least enough berries for blueberry muffins. So
we searched and James kept telling the girls to keep their
"eyes peeled" to which they responded, "We're good at
peeling our eyes, huh dad." They actually did a great job.
Spencer of course was mostly a hindrance than a help.
I don't think we got home with any that he picked. Yah, they
pretty much all ended up in his mouth and so on and so forth.
It's too bad that he was picking all the red ones. sigh...Oh well.
Wow..I'm a little long winded today...for me that is. I guess
the point I started making was that besides all the crazy things
that my family does I'm really grateful to have them. And
spending time with them last night really was a joy, even though
we all ended up with a million and a half bug bites!