Thirty-two

Twice now I've been 32 weeks pregnant, but today is the first time I've been 32 years old. It seems very, ahem, mature.



Today was my first full day alone with the kids since before Christmas. We were all sad to see Brian go back to work.

So I've spent my birthday doing laundry, nursing the baby, and building lego houses while enjoying all my facebook birthday messages. My friends are so great!



Also, this little girl's first tooth popped through today; her bottom right. She's a drooling, snotty mess, poor thing.

Andrew found the peanut butter cups and ate about 10 of them. Oops.

My family is taking me out for a birthday celebration Friday night. Yay!