On the 23rd I officially started the last year of my twenties. The big 29. It was a fun weekend with family, dinner at Asian Star, Kung-Fu Panda with the kids, yummy cake, and puke! Tracy got sick and threw up all over our patio. It was a great birthday present! My favorite part was hearing the boys sing "Happy Birthday" to me. It made cleaning up vomit at my own birthday party seem bearable.