We've just returned from the land that flows with milk and honey.
And while in paradise, we gathered to do what we do best....
Sit around a table, and eat.
This time of celebration with my family, centered around two very special people.
Pierce who will very soon be 8!
And mom, also known as Neena, who will soon be 68. (Pierce missed being born on her birthday by only two days.)
My mom, was I'm sure thrilled, to have a birthday party that was themed TRANS-FORMERS.
But this one was for realsie thrilled.
And likewise, this one.
Who is now big enough to have the very important, gift-passer-outer job.
The guests *eagerly* awaited....
And Pierce dug right in!
I couldn't help but notice how big, and yet how small he still is.
And since he is in fact, growing crazy fast, it was time to upgrade to a big-kid bike. FINALLY!
But you know what?
I'm pretty sure that it was just last night that I laid down to watch a M*A*S*H episode when my pains of labor started.
Wasn't it last night?
Because, this number 8 candle, just doesn't seem right.
And also, isn't my mom 40?
Because in my mind, she will always be 40.
Time is my enemy.