Wednesday night I was taken to dinner by Drew & Lawton, and then Tereva and Karima gave me cupcakes with a 2 and a 4 candle in them when the clock struck 12. I got a few (awesome) little presents, including a Superman Safety Light and a rocking mix CD.
By the time the next day itself (Thursday) was over, I had 107 emails in my inbox of people writing on my Facebook wall wishing me a happy birthday. Tereva cooked me dinner, and Karima photographed while I opened my present of a my new little friend named Jafar. You can ask about Jafar if you’d like. 
Then, InterVarsity was a Community Night… and what I didn’t know is that a part of that was celebrating my birthday. Cake, a pie, cards, everyone singing to me… whoo boy, it was awesome.
My whole family called me individually, and my grandparents called and sang to me (a huge family tradition that is one of the things we look forward to most on birthdays). I was loved on, lavished with attention, and generally treated like a king.
This is the way to do a birthday. I felt bad once or twice for being so self-centered, but I had to push that down, because I wasn’t asking people to focus on me, and some times I just need to enjoy it when other people are being good to me.
And we discovered the real significance of turning 24: There are 24 candles in a pack of candles from the store. WOW!
It’s still your birthday week, so: Happy Birthday! xoxoxoMom