33 Years and 1 Day Old

Today was my first full day to be 33 and I can't really think of anything to write about. I did save a blue jay from certain death and I think our town was close to burning last night, but both the bird and the town survived. It is a good thing I have my list or else I wouldn't be blogging at all. It's not that I'm too busy, too tired, too stressed, too sad, or anything like that. It's simply that I really haven't had anything to write about. Life has been common, mundane, routine. Not a bad thing at all, just not much writing material.I did take the kids to Lowe's again on Saturday. Taylor couldn't come this time and I was blamed by my kids for every minor construction flaw. I still believe that the kit was slightly defective and the holes weren't lined up, but as Sophie said, "If Dad was here it would work." No doubt that is true, but he wasn't so we have two slightly off pin ball machines.
374. Ladybugs crawling all over us

375. JC's speech improving

376. A wonderful dinner out

377. Parent's Night Out at church

378. Waking up at 6 and realizing it's Saturday

379. Smudges on the windows

380. Comfortable Spring evening

381. Simple Sunday

382. Thunder

383. Watching lightening in the distance

384. Enjoying the rain from the porch swing

385. An answered prayer

386. Faith to believe in answered prayer

387. Birthday presents
388. Falling asleep to thunder

389. Another birthday

390. Breakfast from coworkers

391. Birthday lunch with my guys

392. Our beautiful new library

393. Chocolate cake

394. Cuddling with my babies

395. Birthday cards

396. Preschoolers singing Happy Birthday

397. The wonder of butterflies flying away

398. Fires put out

399. Sitting in the sun at the park on a perfect Spring day