I turned 38 this week. My kids and Blaine plotted and planned and baked and potted and made me a very nice spread of gifts and yummy food.
They also made me blow out 38 candles. I made 37 of them in one breath. That darned last one got me. I clearly am holding on to 37!
I’m so thankful for them all. They worked hard to make it a great day.