For the past few years I’ve had to be reminded how old I am. It isn’t that I’m ashamed or wanting to be 29 forever, I just find it hard to believe that I’m in my thirties with two kids and all the responsiblities that come with being an adult. Do my parents seem old enough to REALLY be grandparents? Umm….nope! I really, really love my birthday and start sing-songing about it months in advance, but this year it arrived and I’d hardly had a chance to realize that it was February. The tradition in our home is that we don’t exchange gifts, but go away for a weekend and the non-birthday person has to plan everything. It is, without a doubt, one of my favorite traditions that we’ve got; however, this year it didn’t really seem right to try and guess what life would be like with Audrey’s due date close to my birthday.
It was a great move and Barry had a chance to meet up with some of his friends on my actual birthday to go snowshoeing (which actually got cancelled…) and I opted to head to Anacortes to meet up with my family. Phil hadn’t met Audrey yet and it seemed like a perfect time to go. We celebrated my birthday the day before I left for A-Town, with Maggie and Barry making a cake complete with Christmas sprinkles. It was very fancy! Barry gifted me with two amazing gifts, the best being a summertime road trip to Chico, one of the best places on earth!! I literally had to pick my jaw up of the ground after he told me the news…he’s already booked the rooms and everything. I am already planning and daydreaming about hitting the road with our little crew. My husband is awesome.
Even though Barry’s snowshoeing trip got cancelled, I had already made plans in A-Town so we packed up the car and I headed North with the girls in the backseat. It turned out to be a great couple days celebrating my birthday because both my brothers were in town and we all piled into cars and headed to my parents favorite beach on Whidbey Island for an afternoon walk. The following are photos taken on that walk….Happy Birthday to ME!
