So Wednesday was 09-09-09…a day that only happens once every thousand years…doesn’t every day only happen once every thousand years?…hmmm…anyway, 09-09-09 was my 36th birthday. I’ve always had a love of the number nine. The day I came into the world I weighed 9lbs. 9oz. and obviously was born on the 9th day of the 9th month. To top that, on Wednesday I turned 36…3 plus 6 equals 9! And – to even make things stranger – I will be 99 in the year 2072…7 plus 2, yes, equals 9!
This day could have been perfect, full of surprises or bad – really, really bad. When all was said and done, the day was nothing out of the ordinary and that’s perfect with me.
My parents took all of us to P.F. Chang’s for dinner. It was nice to go to a restaurant that didn’t involve paper cups and food in wrappers. We came back to the house and enjoyed ice cream cake…courtesy of Nichole:-)…it was delicious and was followed by presents:-)
What a great birthday!
In addition to gearing up for my big 3 – 6, I’m getting rid of lots of the kids clothes that I have been holding onto for the last 5 years. I have never gotten rid of one single piece of clothing since Tucker was born and this is what my upstairs looked like for the last week…
And this picture doesn’t even do the ‘heap’ justice. Going through all these clothes brought back so many memories. I’m sure this is one of the reasons I have had such a hard time parting. I knew I would have to go through some sort of good-bye to my children’s childhoods. I don’t like this one bit. I want them to stay little forever…minus the screaming and fighting:-) That blue thing in the front is the infant bathtub that was used by my niece (now almost 15) and my three children. Attached to a plastic, blue bathtub???? What is wrong with me????
But hey, enough of this sappy nostalgia stuff…not only was yesterday my big day, today is a big day for Porter man! Today my little – big guy is 10 MONTHS OLD!