Here's what we did do on my birthday:
First thing in the morning the doorbell rang. It was the mailman with a present! From my Dad. Notice how only half the present is actually for me. And the rest is for the baby. Dad says he's weaning me from ever getting anything for myself again. I still felt the love.
Rob says 29 is not too old for a little silly. And I post this here because there is a comparable one of Rob later in the post.
*Gratutious belly shots forthcoming.
After the long walk, which was long because of the 45 minutes we waited in line to check out at Michael's, we dropped off our purchases and went to dinner.
When we got home we watched a little tv and Rob worked some. Then it was time for birthday cake.
And lest you think no one sang to me, Mom, Chip, Emily and Scott sang to me via phone and Skype (we only have video for some reason, so we use speaker phone and video...) And Alison, James and Andrew called to sing as well.
I think 29 is going to be a pretty good year.