Well, after my recent musings about turning 28, I’m glad that I’m no longer the only 28-year-old in the family. Erin just had her 28th birthday on Saturday. We celebrated with pizza and a movie the night before her birthday, and dinner and shoe shopping in town the night of her birthday. Instead of a cake, Erin wanted flan, which is a delicious, custard-like Mexican dessert with caramel sauce.
