Baby Fever

Today is Monster's birthday. He turned 35. Midway to forty! O_O

Okay, so it's not really that big of a... thing. Being forty. But I like to tease him about the fact that he's older than I am. Today, he's dealing. He keeps saying, "I'm thirty-five" in this mystified tone. It's quite cute to see and hear.

There were so many things that he wanted to have happened by thirty five. It's also the limit we put on having another kid. Or maybe it was me turning thirty-five that was the limit... I can't remember. Oh well, the number doesn't change, just the person. On second thought, maybe it was me turning thirty-five...

Oh who cares! The point, and there is one to this post, is babies.