Then mine.
Then my mom's.
It's a fun four weeks every year -- especially because Valentine's Day is thrown right in the middle.
But this year was my 40th birthday so it was a bit of a doozie.
And it was wonderful.
Thanks to my scheming husband (who I didn't know could scheme so well!) and the enlistment of family and dear friends.
It was a night to remember.
On a rainy Tuesday night.
At one of my favorite spots.
Strawberry Street Cafe.
My shocked arrival.
(Break out the glasses -- these came to me teeny-tiny and get blurry if I enlarge them).
My crazy mama had a pillow up her dress and proclaimed to everyone,
'40 years ago today my day started off like this before I gave birth to Heather!'
Love that woman.
Enjoying our dinner.
Sharing a toast.
They love each other so much! How sweet...
The end of a wonderful evening with dear family and friends.
My stepdad, Allen, and my mom. Aren't they cute!?
Thanks for a celebration to remember! With a start like that, 40's not so bad... :)
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