Today is my 41st birthday. Ben woke me early, before going to school, to make me a french toast breakfast, sweet fellow that he is. Then I shamelessly went back to bed since everyone was still asleep, only to be awoken two hours later by Christopher who had made pancakes. I sure have thoughtful boys. I am full to the gills with angel food cake, strawberries and whipped cream. I also had a nice serving of Haagen Dazs "Five" ice cream (lemon). All of these desserts my mother brought after treating us to Chinese carryout for dinner. So. Very. Stuffed.
I know, I know. It is Lent. I am apparently weak and sentimental about celebratory foods and bad at saying "no" to well meaning relatives. :) Honestly, it feels as though all I did today was eat. Which might explain part of the 25 lbs. that I have packed on since Tess' birth. Here is a recent photo of me as proof.
Heading to barn bed now. Goodnight all!
