Well today I am one year older. And it's becoming more and more apparent to me that I'm only getting older. I am not even too sure how to define my age group anymore! What is 36? Mid 30's? Late 30's? Aaaack!

And let me tell you that being one year older I found that it was a struggle to get up and get moving! All I wanted to do today was stay in bed, but..... nope! Got up at 5:40 hit the gym, had breakfast served to me by my two sweet sweet boys (who even poured my milk into my cereal bowl!), hit the showers and then off to work at the gym. What bliss to get home and sit on my swing with Ry Guy! If I'm feeling it already, what happens at 37??

But getting a year older isn't all that bad I do have lots to be thankful for.How blessed am I? I have a Lord who is filled with grace, mercy and forgiveness and awesome power. I have an amazing amazing husband (who gives soul warming hugs, listens to my gripes, dreams and hopes and willingly goes to chick flicks with me), two sweet and caring boys who fill my heart with their thoughtfulness and giggles, a family that loves me and a great crew of friends that support me. And I can't forget those people who maybe aren't involved in my day to day life anymore but still keep in touch.... yup my facebook friends! It's pretty cool to get birthday greetings from someone I haven't seen in almost over 2 decades (yipe!). They shared my sweet 16 with me and now congratulate me on 36!

I'm sure that 36 will hold some interesting times for me as 35 did. And speaking of that year now gone and past I had a pretty cool experience yesterday. It was sports day at school and of course the afternoon held the usual foot races and tug of war challenges. Everyone gears themselves up for these races and spend time deciding who and how they will cheer for eachother. It was pretty neat to hear Tysen's friends all cheering on Rylen (the preschooler) during his race. I think his head grew a little bit after that! But even cooler was when my boys cheered me on during the mother's race! I must admit to a little heart palpitation occuring right before the principal said go - sure I admit it, I'm competitive! Well, I prevailed and placed 2nd although my boys do claim that if the race would have been just a little bit longer that I would have won. But competitiveness aside, what was the best was hearing go Mommy from my two little men. That and the cheers and hugs and "good job Mommy! You did great Mommy" after the race! Sigh! That will be tucked away and treasured always. So in that note I do think that all you Moms out there should involved yourselves in a foot race now and then against other moms just to hear the voices of your children cheering for you!

I spend a great deal of time cheering them on that it's nice for it to be on the other side. Below are a couple photos of when I am found cheering on my guys. Baseball season is actually almost done up here (at the least the league we're in this year) and my guys have loved it (all 3 of them!).

Have a great day!!