I keep telling the kids that I turned 27 yesterday. I am not sure who I am trying to convince, them or me because I'll be honest, 37 has the sound of 40 barrelling towards me more quickly than I would like. 37!
I spent the birthday morning with the boys. I got my behind handed to me in Wii tennis by my four year old. I then engaged in a battle of chess with my six year old. Aidan beat me in about eight minutes into our chess game. Apparently 37 means you can no longer keep up with the young 'uns.
After our morning entertainment, we headed to the pool for lunch and swimming. We soaked up the sun and heat, content with the very late arrival of a beautiful summer.
I spent the evening with Chris and friends, eating good food and drinking (much) red wine. And even better, was the sweet husband who got up with our boys this morning so I could sleep off that red wine until the ripe old hour of 8:45 am.
37. Let's just try and hold off the impending arrival of 40. That just may be too much for me.
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