You see that messy haired, little rascal of a girl to the right of the picture, trying to blow out the candles before the photo was taken... that's my daughter. And that little monkey to my left trying to bite my hand because he's teething? That's my son.
And that's me in the middle. 27 years old and sitting inbetween the two people who make each day of my life so amazingly brilliant and who make me feel like the luckiest women in the world.
Happy Birthday to me! Now lets eat cake... oh wait. my toddler already did. Oops!!