I Am Officially 30!

It happened Sunday, my first real over the hill birthday came and went, and I survived. I don't have a lot to say on the subject, but felt the need to at least acknowledge it. I can't say that aging has ever really bothered me, not yet anyway. It was a fun day. Once again, the girls couldn't wait to give me the presents that they had wrapped. I received a dance trophy, some lotion, a bracelet, a snow globe, a ball and various other things found around the house. As I was opening them, I laughed until I cried at all of the interesting things they found around the house and were so excited to give me. The girls with my birthday cake that Kevin went and purchased all on his own. (from Merritt's at that)

These were my real present. They look sort of dorky in this picture, but I got my first pair of "nice" sunglasses that I'm sure will do a great job of protecting my aging eyes from the sun.

Tonight as I got home from work considerably later than usual, listened to the girls talk about their day, visited with Kevin about our weekend and plans for the week, ate dinner with the family, watched the girls dance around the their favorite Taylor Swift songs, listened to the girls sing at the top of their lungs as they took a shower, laughed at the crazy ways the baby was moving around, cuddled with Londyn while listening to Skylar read Green Eggs and Ham for the 785th time which now includes expression and leading questions, I couldn't help but think 30 is good. At this point in my life there is no place else I'd rather be, there's nothing more I could ask for. It's perfectly imperfect, and I love it.