30

Park's 30th birthday was on Saturday.  Yes.  I am married to a 30 year old man.  Yikes.  I honestly never thought that we would be this old (I'm already 27).  Luckily we've started making babies.  No teenager wants parents that look like they could be your grandparents.  I'm gonna have to pop these kids out fast if I want to have as many as I do before my lady organs start shutting down on me. 

Anyways...Park's 30th birthday...

I really wanted to do something fun and special to celebrate this momentous birthday...but Park's a bit of a party pooper and would have hated something cool...like...say...a surprise party.  So, I woke up early and fed Tuggy boy so he could sleep in, went and bought some donuts for him to eat for his birthday breakfast(yeah...so what if I ate three of them and he only had one), had him open the present I bought him...new shoes...and then we started packing up boxes and getting things ready to move into my mom's new house.  So we packed and moved during the day...just what every 30 year old wants to do on their birthday. 

It did get better, though. 

My mom bought a new TV for her new house...a 46" flat screen.  It was delivered that morning, so Park hooked everything up and Sarah and Jason, Brittany and Spencer, Austin, Samson, and Wayne all came over to watch the BYU basketball game.  I think Park may love that TV more than he loves me...

After BYU lost, we drove to CPK and had Park's birthday dinner and then went and saw Battle LA at the movie theater.  Dinner was great...movie was lame...time spent with family was great.  It was a wonderfully low-key birthday...just the way Park wanted it.

Sunday we celebrated Park's birthday at his parents house with his family.  It was fun to all be together. 

I feel bad.  I have no pictures of Park's birthday weekend because the camera got lost somewhere in the packing and moving...so here is just a random picture of Park.  (Hehehehehe...this picture cracks me up) Happy 30th, Babe!  I love you!