One Year Older...

I turned... ahem.... another year older.  33 to be exact.... if we must be "exact".  Do we HAVE to be exact?  I'm actually fine with my age.  For now.  Nate was actually in town.  It's about a 50/50 chance he won't be according to my statistics.  Nate was a bit creative this year.  His suitcase broke and he just used whatever we had stored away.  With how much he travels, those suitcases didn't last long and our supply quickly dwindled.  We were down to a couple dufflebags.  I hate using dufflebags.  So I was pleasantly surpirsed to get a set 4 suitcases.  Now I just need someplace to go!  Nate put a little note in each suitcase to keep me searching through them.  I found shoes in the last smallest suitcase.  His little notes were so sweet.  I'm a lucky lady.

(One of the kids was in charge of the camera... I think that's Tye's head.  It looks Tye-ish.)