



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!