The title of this post really isn't true, as Darik and I have discovered after 10 years of marriage we have forgotten how to flirt. But that post is for another day, now, isn't it?
One of the reasons (among the many) that it's been a while since I blogged is that I knew this was my next post. I kind of wanted this post to be smart, witty, funny, momentous. I mean, 30. 30, ya know? That's a pretty big occasion in one's life. But since now I'm two months behind and I'm straining my brain muscles to even remember what happened that day . . . I figured just to get the darn post up. The one word of wisdom I have to share about turning this: embrace it (I guess that's two words). In the twenties you kind of discover yourself and have babies and don't get sleep and change diapers. The thirties is when your oldest turns 10 and you can leave them home alone while you and your hottie go out to a movie. The thirties is when you grow out of your diaper bag and potty training. In short, there's quite a bit to look forward to. So just rock it. No one wants to be the older lady trying desperately to look 20. So embrace 30 and rock it. Just love it.
My day of 30? I turned 30 on Tuesday, April 26. I wake up and . . . snow. What a way to start a new decade. It so happened that day parents were invited to have lunch with their Kindergartners down at Edahow. Being that we're newbies to the whole thing, we didn't realize you can bring other food into the cafeteria. So sorry, Jamie Oliver, I had a crispito and chocolate milk. We show up and follow the K class down to the cafeteria. Ellie just so happens to be glued to her on-again-off-again-boy, Ethan. I told them I was just taking a pic of Ellie, but grabbed him in there so he could go in our scrapbook (I think that's why he's not smiling for a picture). We spent so long at lunch that the bell rang and we had to walk El back to her class, halfway there Ethan took over the task and Darik and I stood and watched those two walk back to class. I think both of us were almost in tears - it was such a poignant, my-kid-is-growing-up-moment. It occurred to me to try to take a pic, a moment too late.