For the first time, I had to do some subtraction to figure out if I was turning 32 or 33. And honestly it didn’t really matter. My mom made me a delicious pie, though, and the family sang to me and helped me blow out candles. Then I watched a lovely sunset with M followed by fireworks. Oh, and I got to take a four hour nap earlier in the day. Win!
The best part is that it’s my fourth birthday with M by my side. That’s all that really matters!