Happy Birthday to me! I have officially entered the final year that I can call myself a “thirty-something”. It wasn’t an unusual or eventful day. It started at 5:45am with Trevor calling out, “Where are you Mommmmmmmyyy??” What are you doing??” He was up for the day, and he sure had a cranky late morning!
Brendan had OT and his therapist was thoughtful and brought some cupcakes. Brendan’s new nurse started her real shifts today and did a good job.

This is what Trevor baked for me last night

Boom! Lemon-lime!

This chicken is the closest thing to a birthday tradition that I can think of. Bill cleaned and set up the charcoal grill to do it right. YUMMMM

Bone-picking, finger-licking good

Or good for drumming too

We broke out some party glow sticks for bath time and the post bath antics hour.

If Trevor lets me put a bandaid on his skin, you know it has to be very serious.

TWO MONTHS ago while we were camping, Trevor tripped and fell into a little ball of cholla. I got all the tiny bits out of his hand and leg, but there was one tiny little dot on his knee that I could not pull anything from. All this time I have watched the little bump for any signs of infection, and all it ever was was a raised bump.
Finally, the bump started to push out the “foreign body”. It took some coaxing, but with a good pair of tweezers, a bright light, and lots of hugs, we pulled the stupid thorn out. I was shocked at how long it was, I wasn’t expecting that! It was almost 1/4inch.

He got some minty M&Ms for being such an amazing patient. Now that can finally heal!

I really wish that all my family could have been here to enjoy my birthday dinner with us. I didn’t get dressed up or go to a fancy restaurant. I did finally order the new camera lens that I have been eyeing. YAY!
Throughout the day, I was tired and frustrated, but I have three special guys that made the day awesome and unforgettable in the end.