Today I sit here another year older. No wiser, but content.
There were so many kind and loving messages from friends and family.
There were many meals. Breakfast in bed.
Miss 4's first day of kindy went smoothly, except for the tears which welled up inside her when we went to pick her up. Tears of relief that we came back for her. Broke my heart.
As the sun set in our suburban, inner city yard, we switched on our coloured lights, lit some sparklers and run around giggling and squealing.
What a day. Perfection.
Thanks for your birthday wishes.