Sooo...I turned 24 last week. It's cool. I have some anxiety about turning 25 and every year that I get closer I become more and more nervous.
I mean, for goodness sakes, 25 isn't 45. omg I'm going to be 45 in 20 years..
Anyway, I had a great birthday. Over the weekend I had a girls sleepover with some of my closest friends, dinner and pumpkin pie with the two men in my life, and enjoyed some delicious pork chops and tuxedo cake at Mom and Dad Stevens' for a fabulous birthday dinner.
Life is good. And the people in mine are so good to me.
Adam's present to me is an over-night trip to the San Juan islands up in the Puget Sound this week and OH hunny, I need this.
Hope you're all enjoying this wonderful time of year and getting just as fat as I am.
Guess what??...
Jude attended his first day of nursery today at church!!
We were a little nervous that he wouldn't be able to make it for the full nearly two hours (especially since he's constantly pooping these days...), but he took it like a champ and did really well!
When Adam and I went to pick him up, the nursery leader said that he did really well and that he really likes to eat.
Apparently during snack time, Jude ate so much that they had to get extra snacks from the back cupboard or else he'd steal from other kids. That's my boy!
So weird that my son--MY son--is old enough to be a nursery kid, but I'm excited for all the little projects he's going to come running to me holding, and also that my husband can now attend his church meetings again. Sinner.
Here's to new beginnings and the rest of my youth, and somewhat perkiness, flashing before my eyes.
Who's birthday is it again tomorrow....?
On Saturday, we went to the pumpkin patch. This year, in comparison to last year, was basically the Jude Show. The child commands attention, and I mean, come on, who doesn't when they look like a baby Justin Bieber rocking yellow chino's? Totallllllyyy unintentional, but nevertheless, undeniable. The kid's a stud, whatever. And he's got a lot of hair.
You're welcome.
This pumpkin patch was run by a local family farm and soon after discovering that the rocks in the driveway weren't edible (ugh, boys), and finishing harassing the animals, Jude found a little red Radio Flyer wagon and didn't leave its side.
Fall is definitely my favorite time of year, and although it was uncharacteristically warm, and not to mention sunny, I could feel the nostalgia in the air.
Also, this weekend is ma birfday. Feel free to stop by with cake--because I'm too tired to do anything but watch Grey's Anatomy and make sure my kid is fed.
How you mothers of multiple children do it is beyond me.
