38 and feeling great.

Birthdays get pretty mundane as you get older.  For Tim's birthday - we got family pictures taken.  Cause, why not?  Admittedly, it was a little weird, but it truly was the only day we could fit it in.  They turned out pretty great, overall and the weather was fantastic, as September should be.

We didn't leave it at that, though.  We still fit in a delicious dinner, dessert and presents.

You know you've arrived when your birthday wish list consists of four pairs of jeans.  Happy Birthday honey!

The torture has begun.

There haven't been any hair bows or painted toenails yet, but apparently swimcaps are all the rage.

Jack started pulling himself up on furniture during our trip to San Diego.  Earlier than any of our kids.  We are so grateful that he is meeting his milestones, though, admittedly, it freaks me out a little bit too.  I'm starting to embrace my inner-helicopter mom cause with this guy we might have to hover just a bit more than with the others.