Today was my birthday and for the first time in a very long time it was kind of boring.

Every year I usually either meet up with friends for a few drinks.  I'm not going to lie, that usually turns into a few to many and then I'm miserable the next day.  Last year, since we had just had baby girl, I didn't drink much.  We went out for dinner, had a drink or two at dinner, great conversation and it was done.  I didn't mind it but figured that was probably how it was going to go, now that I had a family.

My wife usually makes me breakfast but had to work in the morning so it was just me and baby girl in the morning and we had pizza and cake with her, baby and the in-laws.

That was basically the extent of my day and either I'm getting old or growing up or maybe, just maybe, I'm realizing the more important things in life.

I spent 3 hours in the morning on my birthday, just hanging with my baby girl.

Best Birthday Ever.