I Am a 33 Year Old.

Thirty-three feels a lot like thirty-two, but I must say that I have discovered a few more wrinkles around my eyes. I plan on growing old gracefully...it seems at thirty-three I am beginning that journey. For a cake we used a lowfat zucchini bread dropped off by our awesome home teacher, made by his awesome wife. We are currently in the thick of eating more healthfully. My cake is a sign of our dedication to making a lifestyle change. For candles we used the 3 and 2 that I bought two years ago for Rob's 32nd birthday and one match to make 33. There just weren't ANY candles to be found. I applaud Rob's ingenuity.

Rob got me one of my two favorite pictures of the Savior. I hung it upstairs in our bedroom right in front of the treadmill where I look at it often. Amidst the children, the look on the Savior's face is attentive and full of love. I love it.

All the kids wrote me cards. I had a great birthday!

Betsy Ross

I got to participate in the Kindergarten Kindy 500 rotatation playing the part of Betsy Ross. I told the children about the first flag that had a circle of 13 stars representing the 13 colonies. We talked about places that the flag flies and how we take good care of it just like we would take good care of something that is special to us. At the end I got a litte teared up when I looked into their little faces and told them that the flag is an IMPORTANT reminder for us to be united because when we work together we are STRONG. Some of them got teared up too. It was so cute. I love the innocence of children and how they can grasp concepts that we sometimes think are over their heads. I wore my Mother's pioneer dress that she wore on her mission in Nauvoo, IL. I couldn't get my hair into an attractive looking bun, and try I DID. But I'm pretty sure that Betsy Ross wasn't a blonde either.

Haircut Happiness

I need more time in my day. This haircut has given me just that. Why do I keep trying to grow my hair out?