I guess I'll mention I had a birthday last week

I'm twenty eight now, although everyone I meet assumes I've been in my thirties for awhile. (That feels good) That started back when I was in my early twenties. Either I'm just so darn mature or I just happen to look old. I suppose it could be both. I've always looked old. It's my curse, although I didn't think it was too bad of a thing to have boys think I was 20 when I was 15. That didn't serve me very long.

Bad aging genes and a very likely sleep disorder are probably the culprits.

But besides that, I had such a nice day. Chase was very insistent that we do a family cake. I had to ask just what a family cake was. Pretty simple, actually. He said you put a picture of our family on top of the cake and write, "family." Well, I said that was perfectly fine for next's month's random cake. But it was MY birthday and I wanted a cake to celebrate ME. I got my way. Since Jon was gone, I made the most delicously gooey chocolatey snacking cake I could and the most fudgy yummy frosting. (Very chocolately things give Jon bad heartburn, so we've laid off chocolate because of him).

It was a very warm day so I joined some gals from the ward for a park day. It was nice to have a conversation with other adults. When I got back from the park there was a box on my porch. Jon sent me a huge bouquet of roses. I loved them, of course, but couldn't help but wonder how much they cost because we are dirt poor college students. Then I just convinced myself that I deserved them.

And I do.

They are especially gorgeous now that they are blooming. I got phone calls from family and my kids were mostly sweet and mostly behaved. I really did have a nice day and it was fun to end it with cake and ice cream and open some boxes I got in the mail from people who love me.

Also, Logan is finally potty training. Yeah.

And I am so glad that the weather is turning nice. I have sent Chase to school for 5 months with a warm winter hat. He has had hat hair forever and a funny cowlic on his bangs. I can finally style his hair cute. He looks handsome again. He came home the other day with a some school picture that I could order. His hair is really long, and it sticks up at all angles. Really bad hat hair. I had to laugh. He wanted me to buy this pictures and I pointed out his hair, saying "Really?"