Last Year Left in my Twenties

Only one year left in my twenties! Crazy that I'm 29 now (I'd be getting a death stare from my husband right about now). My birthday weekend had a lot of hiccups, with a kid getting sick and me not feeling all that well either (I didn't get to eat at my favorite prime rib place!). These pictures pretty much sum it all up.

Highlights:

• Erin got some sort of stomach bug so she spent a lot of time on the potty. Poor thing. 
• I got thrown up on (while eating at Souplantation), wish I got a picture of it. 
• She kept asking for milk and food, but we couldn't give her any. So sad.
• She finally started feeling better on Sunday, so we made our way over to Din Tai Fung for dinner. She ate like a crazy woman, scarfing down everything and anything.
• We celebrated my actual birthday at CPK. Erin was SO happy to be able to eat ice cream again, she practically ate the entire birthday sundae herself. 
• Erin sorta sang the Happy Birthday song to me. 
• My birthday ended with Erin's first bathtub poop. We were lucky this happened when she wasn't sick anymore and that it was a nice solid piece. Imagine if it wasn't?! 

Bring on year 29! Hoooray!