I am 32 today. Thirty-two! I am married, I have a baby, and Iím in my 30s. All of this just blows my mind. Blows. My. Mind.
Also blowing my mind: Nate has quietly morphed into quite the amazing gift-giver. He has come quite a long way from the guy who gave me a pile of scratch tickets for my birthday one year. (That day ended in a sea of tears and no cash prize. The worst!)
This year: He gave me this necklace on behalf of Theo. My sister and I gave my mom the gold version of this necklace years ago for Motherís Day. Mother and child itís called. Nate remembered.
He tells me that my real present wonít arrive till tomorrow or the next day. Real? Are you kidding?