Party animals



I love that little ear sticking out from under the hat.



The lack of posts here has not been intentional -- I have just been partying up a storm for the fifth anniversary of my 29th birthday. On Saturday, I went to the beach with friends and it was just the perfect day. It was warm but breezy. The water was chilly but refreshing. We got a good parking spot. That never happens. We ended up staying at the beach for about eight hours and then went to Portsmouth for dinner. Such a fun day!

On Sunday, we spent time with my favorite in-laws, and later had dinner with my parents. On Monday, I went to lunch with a friend and had another friend over with her kids in the afternoon. And then on Tuesday, my actual birthday anniversary, my parents, two aunts and uncle came over for a BBQ. 



She is also very patient with me.


It really was a wonderful birthday. My husband spoiled me rotten, despite his tendencies to roll his eyes when I start to get excited for my birthday. He has become used to my birthday obsession over the years, though it's still pretty foreign to him. His birthday isn't long after Christmas, and every year seems to contend with terrible weather. It's hard not to love your birthday when it's in August and there's nothing else going on anyway.

As you can see, someone else totally got into the spirit of things. She practically begged to wear the party hat. Such a good girl. 

Celebrating from bed -- what a party animal.