Happy birthday to me!

Some *cough* 35 *cough* years ago, I made my debut into this world. Kicking, screaming ... much the same as I am today. *ahem*



Earlier this evening, went celebrated the big 3-5 at a local park. A picnic of sorts ... complete with pizza and pasta from my favorite pizza place.  

Whatever is easiest, no?



Nika once again earned the reward for thee-who-takes-the-longest-to-eat.



And I got to kiss on these delicious cheeks owned by none other than my niece. Hello, baby fever.



Oh ... and these delicious cheeks owned by my you-are-never-gonna-catch-me nephew.



We played games ... ones that I had never played before. Like tetherball. I tried to let Mason win, I really did. I got a little too excited, though.



Mason loves his uncle Jeremy ...



And well, these guys too. We all do.



No picnic is complete without a game of Jarts ... err, I mean ... Darts. Never mind the fact that Jarts have been banned in the USA.



Hi, love bug.



Okay okay ... so yes, I cropped myself out of this picture. Ewww ... it looks much better this way. Ahh ...





Happy birthday to me!