Two things...

First - this is my son's new favorite book:



He seriously loves it. He requests it every single night before bed.





Second - it's my birthday tomorrow. The big 3-1. Confession: I used to be a total child about my birthday. And not just the day, the whole week. I've been known to make grandiose statements like "I can't unload the dishwasher --- it's my birthday week!".

While I still pretty much behave like an 8 year old about my birthday, since the twins have come I miraculously care a whole lot less about my birthday and a whole lot more about theirs! It's exactly two weeks after mine, and I've had a ridiculous amount of fun planning their party.

Besides, I pretty much got the best birthday gift ever two years ago, when our twins hit the 36 week mark safely. It doesn't get much better than that!!