35

My birthday has come and gone. I'm 35 this year. On the day Nick took the girls and let me sleep in (bless him). I got up to giggles and a game of chase (a.k.a. "run-a-run-a-run-a") played loudly outside my door. When I opened the door and jumped out to greet them I was met by Hero smiling as saying, "Happy. Birthday. Mama!" Nick tells me this was effectively uncoached as he just mentioned to her that it was my birthday a half-hour before. I am suspicious.
Regardless, my reaction was so positive that it is now a favorite phrase for both girls. Hero, especially, sings "happy birthday TO YOU" very loudly and very high-pitched several times an hour.

I love those girls.