I'm 36 now. My #3 son (as cute as he is) picked out a blender for me. I love the thought because it's what Jack just new he wanted to get me. I really don't have room for something else on my kitchen counter, so I guess I'll find space for it somewhere. The other kids picked out about 3 or 4 different kinds of chapstick for me. Not sure why I needed that much chapstick.

D did make me a chocolate and vanilla cream pie with real whipped cream. Maybe I am depressed about turning 36...