My birthday

This past Sunday was my birthday, and it was filled with highs and lows.  It started off with a high when the boys let me sleep in.  Yeah!  Once I was up, I realized that Justin was not awake yet and had some concern.  It is not like him to sleep in that long, so I went to wake him up about 9:45.  As soon as I got to his room, I started to notice a smell .  Apparently during the night he was sick and there was vomit on the floor next to his bed.  He also must have passed gas sometime during the night, as he has a very loose stool in his pants and stuck to his legs.  Into the tub he went.

Later that evening my Mom texts me and said that Dad thought I was 28 that day.  He knew what year I was born in, but apparently could not perform the math correctly.  It made me feel good that Dad thought that I could be 28, even if was because of a math error!