This week I turned 31. How the freak did that happen?

On my birthday Brett stayed home from work so I could get my hair done and a pedicure. My hair salon called me early in the morning and told me my hair guy was sick so they would have to cancel. Even though it had been over a year since I'd had a cut, I was actually happy about the cancellation because I was sad to leave M for that long. So on my actual bday I just got the pedi.
Papa and M did fine together. They went to the dog park and out to lunch with a friend.
Today I got my hair cut and I have to say I feel like a real human again. Polished toes and clean hair is all it takes I guess. While I was gone today Brett and M hung out at home because it was dumping rain. Here are some pics he took...
Not her biggest smile, but a nice one


And of course the first child
