There seems to be this huge stigma about turning 30. I am not so sure I really understand why. I don’t really feel any older? I mean, it’s another year, another birthday, what’s the big deal? In less than a week, I turn the BIG three-zero. Time to say goodbye to my twenties and hello to my thirties. I am actually looking forward to this part of my life. I have a great husband, a wonderful child and live in a beautiful house. What more could I ask for besides having an endless supply of yummy yarn? Life is good. I feel like great things are going to happen this year. Even more so, I feel motivated to make those things happen.
Here is a photo of when I turned 3 years old. This is the youngest birthday photo that I have. Check out my Cabbage Patch Kid. I believe his name was Dustin. Carey – BUSTED! Thanks for blowing out my candles. I am not even going to mention our sweet 1980’s hairdos.
Looking at this picture I can only think about how the Little Dude is turning 3 in less than two months.
My ‘Birthday Week’ has officially started!!