31!

Gotcha! You thought that I was writing a story about frilly, foo foo, embroidered bags. Today is my 31st birthday. Time flys when you have a child and a career.

I woke up this morning to a flurry of "Happy Birthdays!" on my Facebook page. Thank you Facebook for reminding everyone that today is the day that my parents were blessed with a wonderful bundle of joy. Throughout the day my notifications piled up while I was working my butt off at my job.

I finally found two minutes to advert my attention from my computer screen to my phone. I was notified that my mother had posted a picture of me. At first glance I thought that she had accidentally posted a picture of Charlie. I had to do a double take. 

This is me on my second birthday. How cute was I? Now I have less innocence, better style and a lot less hair. It is crazy how much Charlie and I look alike at the same age. He currently has less hair than I did, but he has everything else. 

Charlie has his Mommy's cheeks and eyes, but everything else is an exact replica of Daddy. I could not deny this child if I wanted to. I hope that one day when Charlie has his own children that we can put these pictures side-by-side and see how dominant our genes are.

Other than working an extra hour this evening I had a good day. Thank you everyone for the birthday wishes. Please follow Facebook's recommendations and send me a Target gift card. Just kidding. Have a happy new year.