I must be getting older. Normally, I love parties: the friends, the food, the celebrating. So, I usually throw one for myself, but this year, it just didn't seem important to me.
Instead, Brent took the day off and we spent the day as a family. And it was wonderful! We went to the Children's Museum and let Isaac crawl around and play. I received many wonderful gifts for my birthday, but I think the best gift of all was spending time with the ones I love.
Here are some pictures from the day:
And yes, that is a huge light bright!
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Happy happy Birthday Sarah….I didn't know such a thing as a "golden birthday"…so I am wondering…Mark and I were both born in 1956 and we turned "56" each this past summer…so does that make this our "golden year"?
I loved seeing you and Brent with your little son…memories are so precious…there will be one day (before you know it) when you will think….was he ever really a baby? cherish each day as I know you and Brent do with your little Isaac.
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