I forgot my birthday!

Guess what? My birthday was one week ago exactly. 

22 seems like a good age, so far I like it. 

Happy birthday to Twinkle Toes!

(When summer camp ends I'm never quite ready to give up my pseudonym...)

I spent the first day of my 22nd year on earth at work running arts and crafts. I hopped out of my car only to hear a choir of 30 baby 5 years olds singing "Happy birthday dear Twinkle Toes!". They were eating lunch at the time and they all came running at me with peanut buttery fingers and cheeto faces, I loved every messy second of their hugs and kisses!

That night after eating at least 5 giant sugar cookies I went to Albanos with some of my most favorite people. We had an evil waitress but the night was wonderful, filled with good conversation and great laughs floating out amongst the trees we were sitting under like little twinkle lights. I love my job and i love the people I work with : )