OK, maybe it wasn't the 29th but it waking up to my two beautiful children singing happy birthday to me made me feel much younger! It was a delightful day. I took the kiddos to the zoo since I promised Little Philip that he could ride the train. Helen was enthralled with the lemurs that seemed to be a bit enthralled with us as well. She would suck in air and make this terrible gasping noise that used to make my heart stop until I realized it was her way to squealing with delight. The big bengal tiger walked right up to the window, coming so close that Little Philip ducked behind a partition, worried it would eat him. After feeding the flamingos and black swans, we headed home for lunch and naps. Daddy let Mommy nap for her birthday. A whole hour later, I was refreshed and ready for anything, especially my birthday steak dinner, lovingly prepared by the best grill man in the world, my hubby. I would have taken a picture of the plate with my charcoal fired t-bone with a heavenly spiced rub, nestled next to a loaded baked potato and caesar salad but this beastly animal came in and devoured everything in sight. Oh wait, that was me. Seriously, looking at that bone on the plate, would you even imagine a woman ate that? I'm such a lady.