I'm getting old...

Happy Birthday to me (and to Carissa and Celeste). We celebrated our birthday yesterday, and it was a great day for me, although just like I told my mom, it's sad that as you get older, your birthdays mean less and less. Jeremiah took a shower in Hayden's bathroom so he wouldn't wake me up while he got ready for work. So, I woke up at 8:45 when Roman started crying. Christina bought me Cafe Rio and we ate it at my house while the kids watched a movie. Jeremiah got home at 6:30 with a strawberry cheesecake and Martinelli's. My mom sent me money and Jeremiah got me the latest Harry Potter game for Gamecube. For those who know me well, it won't surprise you that I went to Bed, Bath, and Beyond to spend my money. But, the most unexpected gift was a phone call I got at 9pm from a lady in Kentucky, calling on behalf of Kory, to wish me happy birthday. I was outside in the snow walking to our apartment and I just started crying because I was so surprised and it was so thoughtful. Isn't my brother the best?! Oh, and Hayden insisted on singing the happy birthday song several times to me, most of the time he had cheesecake in his mouth but it was cute all the same.