Sunday, January 28, 2007

The Best Gift

Today, as the servers at The Cheesecake Factory brought me my piece of cheesecake and sang "Happy Birthday," I blew out my candles and realized something important. I didn't make a wish because I didn't need to. I was thankful that Cory wanted to yarf up his food because HE WAS FINALLY FULL and that Tony made boobs out of his ice cream and danced his plate around and that Tristan almost snorted cheesecake through his nose when he realized what his dad was doing. How could life get any better when I have a family like mine? I love them to pieces. Thanks, guys, for the best and weirdest (though completely normal for us) birthday lunch ever.

Also, my friend sent me this. We were the biggest dorks, ever. I love it! =)

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