I love my birthdays, every one

Once upon a time I had a birthday.

And I had a birthday party and it was awesome. 

We made Russian pancakes (blini), played Soviet music, sang Russian and Swedish birthday songs, and I was surrounded by friends who love me.

Can life get better? I submit it cannot.

However, I'm really, really bad at taking pictures at parties when I want to talk with people and eat delicious food, so I didn't get any pictures of the party.

But lucky for me, I have a sister who took some great pictures . . .

. . . of herself. (I didn't see these until much later. But I love them.)

Well hello there, Katy. 

Gotta love birthdays. And sister selfies.