Road Blocks

So I turned 30 on Sunday and I was looking forward to it. I love reflecting on the 20's chapter of my life - laughing that at 20 I relied on a fake I.D. to get me through a Key West spring break, 21 I met my lovely husband, 22 I purchased my first pair of "Seven" jeans...and it was only about 5 weeks ago that they earned their first hole while crawling on the floor with Benentt, 24.5 I married my lovely husband, almost 27 - Z and I traveled Europe, just before my 28th birthday we saw our tiny son on an ultrasound screen, 29 I finally made it to Vegas for the first time....

The list goes on...many memorable moments and some not so memorable ones. But it is at thirty that I can say more confidently than ever before that a healthy family and friends...time with family and friends is more important than any pair of jeans, but I do still love shopping. I know that neither Zach nor I take for granted the many blessings in our lives.

If I could, I would stay forever young, but I completely look forward to my thirties - filled with family vacations, learning to ride bikes and then getting bikes for our whole family to ride, church festivals, falls filled with football games and apple picking...there is so much to look forward to and I embrace it.

Seriously, my only real frustration right now are the road blocks involved in my new morning commute. And maddening as they are (not one, but TWO major road closures causing back-ups), even I know this is no problem at all. Life is good. I am thankful.

And some favorite smiles from the past few weeks. This is what Zach and I wake to each morning...we are his daddy and mommy...someone pinch me.

Looking for the next wave.

Bubbles galore (or gazore...as someone who mixes words once said). The smiles from this boy when bubbles (or bu-bu, as he calls them) are involved are many. I like this shy one when he noticed me watching him.

One last picture from an afternoon where running around our dining room table was better than any toy. The other day we were back in our old (and already missed) neighborhood, visiting our neighbors and Bennett wanted to go next door to our old home - his home. Made us a little sad. But we know that great things are in store for him and us in what might be our new place...I can't think of a better way to begin the thirties chapter.