On the occasion of my birth

It was my birthday last week. I am 27. The thing about 27 is that it is not an old age by any means, but it is not particularly young age either. I am beginning to ask myself if I am too old for things. As in, "Am I too old to have super long hair?" (My stylist pretty much said yes and chopped 4 inches off.) As I'm on campus, the freshman seem to be getting younger and younger. I noticed a girl in my class was wearing a sweatshirt from my high school. I was excited to talk to her about good old East High until I saw something else on her sleeve- Class of 2009. As in less than 6 months ago she was in high school. As in she graduated 8 YEARS after I did. Sheesh, I felt really old to still be in college. Age is so abstract- I don't feel the age I am, but what is 27 supposed to feel like anyway?

Despite my age related philosophical ponderings, I had a really fun time celebrating my birthday. It actually made me really excited for Charlie's future birthdays and the fun things we will do to celebrate them.

John's family had a Sunday dinner for me (and the other fall birthdays) and his parents watched Charlie so we could go on a real, grown-up date. We decided to try a new-to-us restaurant and chose Fresco, a little tiny place in Sugarhouse. We decided to make trying a new restaurant part of our birthday traditions from now on.






My family got together for a Sunday dinner party, as well. Charlie loves seeing his cousins, Sam and Lily, and they are always so sweet with him.

Lily, Sam and Charlie were there to help me blow out all those candles...

Charlie loves being up in his high chair and a part of the action.

Sam, Steve, Kerry, "Mister Char Char" (as Sam calls him), and Lily have a group hug

My girlfriends took me out to lunch a few days after my birthday, too. I felt very loved and celebrated!