29 years ago, my brother said a prayer that changed his life.  He had put his quarter in the little church house bank and made a simple request.  I guess he figured that it was kind of like a toll booth-- may a toll and get a prayer answered.  When he got out of Sunday School, he told my mom that he had prayed for a little sister.  Russell says that he smacked Keith on the back of the head :)  What they didn't know, is that in 9 months (give or take) Keith's prayer would be answered.  Although my parents decided to not know what sex the baby was, Keith knew he was going to have that little sister. 

This is me around 4 years old...



and this is me at 25.









As I turn another year older, I still get giddy at the beginning of October...cause I know that in 29 days, for one day, it will be MY day.
Eating where I want, people calling me, emailing me, and giving me things. Sounds kinda childish? maybe a little self-centered? Birthdays have always been a big thing with me. I think that it has something to do with being the baby girl! So as I turn 26 tomorrow, I can't help but wonder, is this okay? Is it normal to crave the attention on the day of your birth? I say YES!!! I will have my cake and eat it too!!

On a little more serious note though... i would like to thank all those that have made me who I am today. I know that if it were not for people loving me and encouraging me, I would not be where I am today. So I salute you! and will let you have a piece of my cake.... a little one :)