turning 30

Oliver: “Mommy, you birf-day today?”

Me: “Yes.”

Oliver: “How old you turning?”

Me: “Thirty.”

Oliver: “Ferty?” (sounds like “forty”)

Me: “Thirty.”

Oliver: “Ferty?” (still sounds like “forty”)

Me: “Twenty-nine.”

Oliver: “Twen-he-nyne?”

Me: “Close enough.”

photoWe don’t have a “0” candle so we stuck the “3” on a bunt cake, it is sort of like “30” and a lot less fire to deal with.


Photos from Easter, P’s first haircut and our trip to Armstrong woods coming eventually.


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