Happy birthday...

So, today is my birthday - 29! I dreamt that Greg had given me a trip to Europe and we were leaving on the red eye tonight! Pretty farfetched, in fact completely ridiculous and the only reason I remembered it was because Carson woke up and interrupted the pleasant dream at 6:35AM. Greg wished me Happy birthday and then shook my world when he said "enjoy today, it your last day with a 2 in front of it." What?!? Oh my! I have spent 9 years being twenty something, not thinking about being thirty something, and only have one more year to indulge in my twenties. Where has the time gone?!? Am I really that old?!? Well, 7 years of marriage and 2 children later, I realize that 29 is not that unbelievable. I wonder what this year will bring and I wonder if the years in my 30's will be just as joyous - wait, what of my doing - I do not need to think about being 30 for one my year.  Greg's comment just caught me in the gut and I all I can think about is how writing my age will drastically change next year. Can I even write a 3? ;-) 

Carson was told it was my birthday and he gave me a great big morning hug. I told him I was 29 and he said, "No, you are 3 like me." He then asked when was my birthday and after a few more questions I realized he was talking about a birthday party. He asked daddy where my birthday cake and presents were (way to go son). We explained to him that mommies and daddies don't always have big parties like Carson, but he was still worried about my cake and presents. All hope was restored when daddy pulled out a card and Carson signed it and gave it to me. Whew! oh, how the little minds work!