So I’m turning 25, and I spent the day playing with the kids and acting like a 5 year old. Which is pretty ironic since Braden asked me the other day, “Rara how old are you turning?” “When I said 25” “He said me too! I’m also turning 5” … which he isn’t, he is turning 2, but it was just too cute!
Sweet Boy! |
My host family sent me flowers which made my day, since my actual birthday also meant the first day of my Sociology class. Fun times!
Pretty flowers |
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