Tuesday, January 25, 2011

36.


happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me. happy birthday to me-e, happy birthday to me.

wishing for a healthy, happy 36th year. (did i really just write that. canNOT believe my age). and wishing that for all my loved ones, near, far, and in between.

phooosh. (me blowing out the candle.......go with it)

bring it 36.

3 comments:

Marla said...

I can't believe you're 36, either. Weren't we just playing Going to Disney on my front porch in Euclid Beach? I wish only wonderful things for you, Maggie.

Aunt Linda said...

Wow, 36. It seems like only yesterday that you were a wee little baby. Such a cute little baby. And we had to put up with that awful woman at Booth Hospital that would only let two at a time go up to see you. It was hard to get past her. I remember grandpa getting very upset with her. Boy have things changed in hospitals 36 years later.

Have a HAPPY year! Love you!

holly maurer said...

and I remember how you were curled up so cozy under the lights because you were slightly yellow....wearing these cute little sunglasses....and the lady in the nursery tickled your feet to wake you up so Grampa could see you awake! You were mad.....and I gave you water bottles all night because I wanted us to go home the next day. Like Linda said, boy how things have changed!