They say 30 is the new twenty. Two weeks into the new decade, I can attest that 30 is way better than twenty. Could I have owned this much dorkiness a decade ago?
Somehow, on my birthday Eva got two presents. The beauty of motherhood is that I enjoyed her gifts more than mine.
A gift for Eva
Gifts for Mama
Not pictured: the huge bouquet of red roses from Matt. One dozen for each decade.
Even better than the gifts, my birthday buddy since the 4th grade was in town to help celebrate. She picked out a beautiful cake.
Finally, this was a birthday of the social networking era. At midnight, between my birthday and Marissa’s, this is what my Facebook page looked like (click to read it).
Happy birthday! I definitely think the 30′s are much better than the 20′s.
Those roses sound beautiful!!