In doing so I've given Blaine a list of exactly what gifts I want, where I want to eat and on what days all of the activities should take place. Normally (probably since we've been married) I don't usually care about the gifts, meals, etc. all that much but channeling my inner child has somehow justified my demanding birthday behavior.
So here's to pretending I'm a little girl again and that this day is the best day of the year...second to the 4th of July of course! I'm grateful Blaine hasn't even questioned my actions and is just going along with it all. I got a good one!
Here are a few visuals to help you realize how awesome my childhood birthdays were.
|3rd birthday. Rockin' the mullet and the biggest knife you've ever seen a 3 year old possess.|
|awkward 12th birthday with friends|
|For whatever reason I made my own cake that year. Mmmm...blue raspberry frosting with kiwis???? At least my sweet cake matches my sweet bangs.|