Happy Birthday!

To many special people who are one year older today, but most especially to Mom and to me. :) We're just getting better.

Update: I can't say how annoying it is when someone hears that it's my birthday and he (it's always a he) responds with "what, is it 25? 26?" knowing full well that I'm 30-something. Do they think that I'm so vain that I want people to think that I'm younger? Like being younger is better? I'm much happier, healthier, and more at peace with myself and my life at 32 than ever before. My age is something to celebrate, not dismiss. So no endless 29th birthday for me, thank you. We'll see, however, how I feel at 40...