So I turned 32 last week and it wasn't a big deal. Honestly it wasn't. Birthdays are fun for me, a time to eat dessert and open presents and not to stress out about getting older. I really don't feel much older than I was in college (
10 years ago...how crazy is that?!) and I never have a crisis when my birthday comes because really, who cares?
So I spent my day with these two fabulous people:

Bobby made me dinner and we had a relaxing afternoon playing with our girl and enjoying being a family. What could be better?
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I feel the same way about birthdays! A bunch of people asked me if I was freaking out about turning 25 last week... and I totally didn't get it. What's one year older? Life is good!
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