I am also super stinking old.
These things are not un-related.
Yesterday was my 29th birthday, or, I suppose, we can call it my 29th birthday Version 1.0. I'm reserving the right to celebrate version 2.0 next year.
The day before my 29th birthday, my itty bitty little girl turned 3. Terrifying. Now she is a grown up woman-child who got mad at me the other day and told me to "Stick it in my shell" because she watches Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and apparently, they have given some new words to her tiny tiny rage.
Here is us at the zoo yesterday, celebrating our lives:
|Me and Maddie Pants McGee sitting in a scary hippo's mouth|
|Best Friends <3|
|I promise the kids weren't as cranky all day as they look right here.|
|Tiny Lil' Momma's boy :-D|
|So precious... I, I might just pass out.|
We also fed the giraffe (a MUST DO experience for each zoo trip, it seems, even after our trip from May when the giraffe sneezed on my daughter and sent her into a blind state of panic), and got to check out the new Sea Lion Cove, which was very beautiful but also very lacking in sea lions.
|Hey look, there's one over there to the... no, that's a rock.|