31

My birthday was October 23, per usual, and I turned 31 this year.  Crazy.  Because I just turned 30, and I feel like I should be about 23 or 24.  But tis not the case.  I didn't really do anything for my birthday this year, and I didn't really care about that.  I'm tired in pretty much every way lately because Travis has been working a LOT, and I've been on my own.  I have a very active almost 11 month old...sob, sob.  And...I'm 31.  :) 

Do I look 31?  Travis said I could pass for 25, and I guess I'll take that.  And someone told me I didn't look old enough to have 3 kids, so I guess that's a good thing.  It is what it is.  I have a friend that tells me I love my youth....lol, I'm not sure exactly what that means, but who wouldn't? 

 I went to eat lunch with this girl on my birthday at her school.  She was so excited.  When I told her it was my birthday the night before, she said, "What???  Does Daddy know?"  She didn't want to be without something.  So cute.

 The whole crew.

 My most favorite thing...I've said since Publix opened that I wanted THIS cake for my birthday.  Their chocolate ganache....That thing right there was out of this world good.  I'm trying to come up with another reason to have another one.

 Sage had a few dance classes on Wednesday, but I decided I wanted Panera Bread for my birthday for dinner.  It's getting colder here, and hot soup sounded good to me.  And it was.

 This kid decided he was going to sit by himself.

 Such a good looking boy.

 And then there's our bottomless pit here.  Not Travis.  Costner.  We've never had a kid that liked to eat, especially as much as a teenage boy.  But this boy is the first and last one eating.  We generally stop feeding him just because WE are done, not him.

 I told Travis that I bet Costner could drink from a straw, even though we've never tried it.  I was correct; Travis was impressed.

Love this picture

 Sage took this.

 Then Travis tried to take one of the 3 of us.  It never all came together.  Take one.  Sage was ready.

 Jaggar had something in his eye.

 Costner spotted something elsewhere.

 Blurry.

 THIS one would've been good, but who ruined it?  ME.  Go fig.

 My sweet boy

 Costner was trying to fly here.

 When we got home, it was present time.  Sage was SO proud of herself, and I was too.  I didn't take a pic, but she remembered the origami owl locket I'd asked for.  Travis did not.  Even though I showed him and said, "I want THIS.  Get THIS."  He forgot and when he asked Sage what she wanted to get, she immediately remembered what I'd said from months ago.  It's basically a glass circle locket with jewels around it, and you can put tiny charms in it.  So far, I have a jewled "S" and Sage chose a pink heart that says "love."

And this that Jaggar is giving me is what Travis did remember...only because I said, "If you don't get this, I will go out the next day and get it."

 Costner Bleu's birthstone ring to add to my others.  It was blue.  I was disappointed that the one Travis got was MANY sizes too big (jewelers fault, not his), but my mom quickly got a size 5 to me from her local Pandora and mailed it to me after our local jeweler told us Pandora didn't make 5's anymore.  Um okay.  Anyway, it all worked out, and I love my rings.  I get lots of compliments on them.

 And unbeknownst to each other, my friends Chrissie and Heather got me Starbucks cards, which I am LOVING.  Can't complain, folks.  My birthday was good and so is my life.  I am grateful.