Here's to 31!

Yesterday was my birthday, and the girls and Steve showed that they know me well: lilies waited for me when I returned from work, as did a few six packs of beer and a delicious cake. Really, what more could I ask for?

Last year I had Steve take a picture of me with the girls:

I decided it should now become a tradition. Or at the very least, it should be something I do two years in a row:

The only normal result

I'm sick of posing, Mom.

Oh, we're doing funny faces? I'm on it.

So, 31 is officially in the books. I can't say that it feels much different than 30 did or 29 did for that matter. Life just keeps moving along, doesn't it?