So every year is different, right? This is the year I woke up at 3:30 AM to nurse a sore breast (get it? Nurse. Ha!). I pumped 8 ounces in record time and returned to bed only to be awakened minutes later by a hungry little Mister. After nursing, a diaper and a cuddle up it was time to head to breakfast with my best friend (hi, Sar). Groggy, but happy we ate and talked without interruption. I returned home for my birthday oil change (thanks, Nate) and our day began. I made the first of my birthday cakes with help from little hands and only a few breaks to dole out time outs (one) and diapers (two, but I washed after). Oma and Papa treated us to lunch and a clean car. Also, there was this:
Untitled from Their Giant on Vimeo.
She sang her heart out. All day. Whenever I asked. Internet, that alone is reason to consider getting yourself a toddler.
Someday, we'll go out for our birthdays; maybe we'll take trips. Maybe. But this is what we're doing now and I suspect that what we will long for is that little voice singing her heart out to her dear mommy. But the little voice will be gone.
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Happy Birthday Kari! Claire singing to you is absolutely adorable! Something for me to look forward to with Diego. :) Sounds like you had a wonderful day!
Awesome! I'm glad it was a good birthday, even though it was different. :)
Happy Birthday! And yes, toddlers singing is a very good reason to have a toddler in the house.
Happy, Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday, my friend! Sounds like a great day.
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