Gus told everyone today: "My mom is having a birthday. Her's is thirty!"
And the first thing he said to me this morning: "Mom, can I help you eat your birthday cake?"
This is one of the best birthdays ever for me. I have my two kids, my husband, my home, my family, my health, and my career. So much to be thankful for. And I am not driving a minivan and not wearing 'mom' jeans. Wrinkle cream is right around the corner, though!