25 on the 25th!

When I think of happiness...I think of my husband waking up early to make me cake...being able to have a shower very early in the morning with absolute silence and no babies disturbing me...I think of my loving family and friends who try to make my day special...I think of being able to make my cute little babies laugh at my jokes...all three of them at once.

I think of warm ug boots in winter.

I think of cherry blossom flowers for Isabelle's tea party

I think of being creative and spending time getting ready for a very special occasion

(like, paper doilies sewn together to make a festive garland)

or making party bags and spoiling little friends

or paper flowers hanging in the early morning light.

When I think of happiness I think of 25 years of being really blessed, like, REALLY blessed. Blessed with health, for BEAUTIFUL family members, for AMAZING friends, for a warm home and comfy bed, for delicious food, and being spoilt so much by people who love me just cos', for a loving God who sends His only son so that I can have true happiness, a happiness that I just can't explain, and that sustains me even when I don't feel like I can cope on my own. Happy birthday to me...it really was a h-a-p-p-y day.