So anyways, I turned 25 this past sunday on March 2nd. I had fun as always, had a bar-b-que on Sunday and on Saturday I had a crawfish boil and went out drinking later that night. It was a blast I suppose, other then the fact that I'm getting older and ever since my accident 4 years ago, my body feels every day of aging that comes with it.

But, the great thing that made me smile this past Sunday on my birthday was the fact that everytime someone told me Happy Birthday my daughter Kiley was right behind me letting the persons know that, in her own words, "my birthday is coming, I will be this many" and she would hold up 3 fingers and then say "that's 3, I will be 3"

I got a good laugh out of it, because she was just so darn cute while doing it, but at the same time it was kind of scary, because Kiley is growing up too fast. She's getting very smart and very witty, it's cute and scary. This is mainly due to the fact that I don't want my little baby to grow up, but I know it's inevitable. :[