Happy Birthday to me!

Yes, it happened to me. I turned 30. I don't know why this was a hard one for me. I guess because I loved telling my husband things like "I don't know what you are talking about. I am still in my 20s". Craig is 8 years older then me so really he is almost in his 40s so I guess I will be able to say, "I'm haven't a clue, I am still in my 30s". I guess I am also having a hard time because I also feel so old to just be starting to have a family. I want 4 kids, so really I should have started earlier. Craig's not getting any younger you know! Anyways, I had a wonderful birthday celebration with my mom in town. Craig made me an awesome Mexican fiesta with yummy green chili smothered burritos, which none of the Mexican restaurants here know how to make. It was nice. Then to top it off, my favorite chocolate cake. Yum! Peyton cracked me up too. I put the cake by both of us and lit the candle which he proceeded to blow out. I don't think I even got to blow it out. I lit it like 4 times and by the time I put the lighter down so that he couldn't reach it, he would have the candle blew out. I guess he is ready for his birthday in January. He has already practiced.

Whose birthday is this anyways?

Oh, I talked to my Grandma on the phone for my birthday. She just turned 90 this summer. She was so funny. She said she couldn't even remember what it was like to be 30. Especially since it was 60 years ago. She said she didn't wish she was 30 again. She said she would settle at being 60 again. I thought that was funny.