Happy me!

27 is over. At this very hour I am writing my blog post (while watching tv series marathon of gossip girl) of what transpired from my not-so-extraordinary day. Today marks two things in my life--my birthday and my first official year in blogspot. As much I want to have something special on this very day it turns out to be a mundane of roles (nanny and domestic). My morning started with a crying little girl who wants to be cuddled all morning and a little boy who made a lot of clutter in the living room. Panned to make a small trip to the church to say a silent thanksgiving prayer I couldn't make it possible because J was too busy in the office and went home late. What supposed to be a bonding time for us went to last minute grocery shopping because of the coming holy week. Nevertheless, what made me smile this day is that I had my kids around--who made this house filled with joy, giving me a purpose to move forward and awful eyebags and probably to fill this blog with lots of stories about them. 

I wasn't really expecting for a surprise from J but still, he did. It was midnight when I decided to get myself cold water downstairs and quench my thirst when I switched on the light and saw a vase sitting on the table with flowers emanating sweet scent and a note with a handwriting which looks like my son's scribble (I wonder how he passed the bar with his penmanship?). He calls it just a mere flower and not a gift by the way. 

(My son's pouty lips blowing the candle. Pardon for my oily face and haggard look)

When he came home from work which was already late (yes love you're late!) he was holding a box what looks like to have a cake inside. Now my son has a tad reason to munch a cake because it's his mom's birthday! He was more excited to blow the candle rather than me and both of my kids enjoyed eating it. The little boy who was so happy to feed and share the tasteful frosting with her sister and scoops out the upper layer of the cake with a big spoon was showing genuine happiness and so with the little girl. That's what makes this day a happy one for me. The genuine smile of my kids enjoying sweet nothings everyday--a memory to cherish forever.

(Seeing both of them like this makes my heart melt and thankful that my little girl came too soon).

Side note : J got the cake from Sugarhouse to make it more sosyal daw. He got the Dulce de Leche flavor which I know is a self serving fact because he has a sweet tooth but surprisingly it's sweetness was just right.