this is thirty

I did it, I turned thirty. Fortunately most of my closest friends are going through the same transition from the twenties into the thirties, so it doesn't seem all that bad, but wow. Thirty. 

As my hubby pointed out to me, if we look back at when we were twenty and think of all that has changed up until this point, how much more will things look different by the time we turn forty? We will be on the cusp of raising a teenage boy and a ten-year-old girl. Maybe we'll be in the same house, maybe we'll have moved on. Maybe, fingers crossed, Andy will finally get at least *one* gray hair! (I think he will be quite the catch as a silver fox, but as of yet I haven't found a single gray hair on his head.)

Anyway, I had a really wonderful day. Andy was so sweet in all the planning he did to make the weekend one to remember. These are the highlights.

Strawberries in bed with my little strawberry-loving boy. When I was pregnant with him, I would eat four pounds of strawberries a week... at least.

I was greeted with this lovely towering gift display. 

My birthday had a theme... past, present and future. Andy selected all these little things that related to things I enjoyed in the past, that I currently enjoy and that he wants to encourage me to pursue in the future. The thought behind this was so special to me. He even added pictures of me from childhood to each present. These were "crafty/creative" pictures. Inside was a new seam ripper for my new sewing hobby.

I hope to spend many, many birthdays just like this. Even better that now we have a little photographer to take pictures of us.

Can't get away from a self-timer shot! Who knew that I'd actually have two kids by the time I turned thirty. 

Oh yes, we did have cake for breakfast! The rest of the day was so packed, and since Andy I were out to dinner in the evening, we couldn't do cake then. So I decided to have cake for breakfast. Levi did not object.

Neither did Wendy. Just kidding! She didn't have cake, not until her birthday. But I did give her a lick of icing. Shh, it's my birthday... I can do whatever I want.

Levi helping me open my big present... a sewing machine!

And we finished the evening with dinner, just the two of us. My glass of champagne was delivered with a mermaid hanging off the edge. I guess I did have a Little Mermaid birthday party like Levi had been suggesting all along!

last MOPS of the season

So today was the last MOPS meeting for the season. My how much things have changed for us since the beginning this past fall.

Then: a newborn and a young two year old.
Now: a cruiser/crawler with her first tooth and an almost three-year-old who uses the potty.

Then: keeping Wendy with me, nursing her under a cover and hoping she naps and sleeps peacefully during the meeting.
Now: dropping Wendy off in the nursery, letting her nap in the lap of one of the ladies there, and not even being called back to nurse her.

Then: Levi giving me cryptic little clues about what he did at MOPS (like doing open and shut with his hands, from Wheels on the Bus, and me knowing that I didn't teach him that.)
Now: having conversations with Levi about what he did, who his friends are there, and knowing he enjoys himself there.




I love being part of the Mothers of Preachoolers group. I am excited to be more involved next year as a discussion group leader, and I'm already marveling at the thought of dropping off Wendy in the walkers room where she'll do crafts and get her own little snack. It's amazing to think of time marching onward and to be blessed by my part in this journey.


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