More Birthday!

I feel pretty loved...lots of people have done a great job at making me feel loved for my birthday this year. My mom and Kerry braved the snow today to come down and celebrate my birthday with me. They took our family out to Jason's Deli, one of my favorite places. The food hit the spot, AND my kids were pretty well-behaved. I have to give them credit where credit is due.

I ordered my favorite sandwich...

...the Rueben. And only ate half because that's all that would fit inside me. But never fear...I'll enjoy every bit of the other half for lunch tomorrow. :)

My kids (and their grandparents) really enjoyed the ice cream at the end of the meal.

We did presents before we left the house to go to dinner. My mom made me a recipe box that has little booklets inside, once for each category (appetizers, desserts, breads, etc.) so that recipes can be more organized and still laminated and kept safe from spilling food. It's really cute. They also gave me a card with some money in it so I can go buy things for my house. Probably my front room, I mentioned in the last post that I've been working on getting it where I'd like it to be.

And, my mom also crocheted this awesome scarf for me. I'll admit when I unwrapped it, I wasn't sure about it, but I tried it on and fell in love with it. I've been feeling large and pregnant and not very beautiful lately. It's too late in the pregnancy to buy more/different clothes...and this scarf just happened to be the perfect pretty thing I needed to lift my spirits. It goes nicely with a black maternity sweater I already owned, that needed a little spicing up. When I was wearing it tonight, I felt a little bit pretty for the first time in months. What is it about being a woman that a new scarf can make you feel like a hundred bucks? It's silly, but it's the truth.

After dinner, Mom and Kerry headed out to try and beat the snow storm home. And our little family went to Hobby Lobby to look around. Ivan decided he wanted to try getting into the back of the cart all by himself. He managed, but I don't think it went quite the way he'd planned it to go in his head. (Don't worry, no children were hurt during the snapping of this photograph.)