thirty one

today a phenomenal guy in my life turned 31 years young

he had the option of playing in a golf tournament or taking his four special ladies out for a spin.

he chose the latter, which is just one of the many reasons i dig him.

we started the day with candles and singing and a few gifts

then spent the rest of the day in northfield, checking out the farmer's market and art fair

he treated peach and tulip to face painting and lunch at the hideaway

we came home for naps and he snuck in some special time with peach, taking her out golfing with him

i made his favorite for supper: tacos

at the end of the day, peach wondered why there was "only one decoration" up for daddy's birthday

i had hung our birthday banner over the bay window and apparently, that just wasn't enough :)

i tried to explain that birthdays aren't such a big deal when we get older

to which she scrunched up her face and told me that was "stinky!"

i suppose she's right - turning 31 should be just as big of a deal as turning 5 will be for her this fall

why is it that we begin to downplay the beauty of turning another year?  should it not be celebrated MORE with each additional year that we are given?

nevertheless, a relaxing day of loving him was all that he wanted

in the end, even though his birthday was quiet, i hope he knows that our love for him is loud :)