So yesterday I turned 32. Yes, it was my birthday. My birthdays seem to get closer and closer together the older I get. I love a good birthday and all, but why does time seem to be speeding up? Anyway Travis and the kids woke me up with a lovely breakfast in bed complete with a birthday sign made by Dallas. Problem was it had a big fat 33 on it. I screamed and quickly let everyone within earshot know that I was only turning 32 and to please not add another year onto my life just yet. The funny thing was that Travis told Dallas that I was turning 33. He knows I'm 2 years younger than him, and thought that he was 35. But, Travis is only 34. Seriously? Seriously. Travis thought he was a year older and was taking me along for the ride. Good thing I'm here to set everyone straight.
In the afternoon Hallie and I met my Mom, Austin, Angela and Travis at India House for a taste of India. Travis must love me because he doesn't love Indian food, but we had a good time anyway.
And then after lunch we stopped into the antique stores next door. This particular store had a fabulous loot of old fashioned hats so Hallie had a good time modeling them all for me and I snapped some photos on my iPhone. This girl is quite the little poser and had a great time playing along.
So I guess 32 isn't too bad, but I'll save 33 for next year thank you very much. And I hope Travis enjoys the extra year that was added to his life yesterday.