28 Years

I love birthdays. I don't know why. I don't really care about the gifts, or the cake, or doing anything extravagant, I just love having a special day. I love people who make it a special day....or special weekend....or special week. I've had some great birthdays. I've been blessed, or cursed, with a summer birthday. Because of this, I never celebrated my birthday at school. Maybe we did half-birthdays...honestly don't remember. It must not have been that special :) I did, however, get the opportunity to have sleep-overs no matter what night of the week it fell on. Growing up, I always celebrated my birthday early, usually the week of the fair. And we usually set up the tent in my backyard and camped out. It always proved to be eventful. I vividly remember one year (must not have been too vivid because I don't know which year) we went shopping and Callie and I bought bib overalls. I remember mine had a flower embroidered on the front and I remember Callie's were Calvin Klein. I thought we were so cool :) We wore them to the fair....I'm sure we looked amazing! I also vividly remember my 16th birthday. I worked really hard to clean my parent's basement and I went to get my license. Pulling out of the garage, headed to Waverly to buy food, I hit my mom's bike. Survived the collision and had a wonderful shindig :) Then there was my 21st birthday....I won't go into detail. All I will tell you is it involved Tony's Drunken Monkey, highlighters, blacklights, and a ton of drunk amazing ladies. My 25th involved a bar crawl with all of my favorite people.

And those are just to name a few :) 28 wasn't monumental but it was sure fun. It was my first birthday as a mommy! Jani definitely helped make my day memorable....instead of telling you the story, I'll tell you in pictures :)