saige is twenty four!

on saige's real birthday we went to her house and everybody brought one of her favorite foods and we had a weird mixture of disgusting things for dinner. nothing individually was disgusting (except maybe the burger king chicken fries), but it was a strange group of foods to be eating together. we were in charge of bringing taco truck tacos... if you're wondering. 

anyways, that weekend for her birthday party, we went to a beach in seattle and roasted s'mores. since yiayia was here, matt and i got to go kid free and i can't say i hated it. plus, beckett thinks the beach and s'mores are the worst. or maybe not. happy birthday to auntie saige... the time is flying by. it seems like just yesterday i was doing your hair in a million braids to look like dreadlocks for your birthday party because we are the strangest and here you are now all grown up and with zero braids in your hair. and a year away from being a quarter of a century! duh duh duh. next year we'll do a million braids again for sure.