So since I have known Jake,
lets just say he's not very creative when it comes to celebrating my
Birthday,
Mothers Day,
etc.
But this birthday, I made a point in dropping the hint pretty obvious that this one better be better than the others because mainly, I'm turning 30.
I have been dreading this birthday for a really long time. It just seems as if i've been in my twenties for so long that the "3" "0" would never come. Well, reality hit and to tell you the truth, it's a little depressing when I think about it. But I can say I don't feel any different.
yet.
So, my birthday went a little something like this.
6:30am, Jake sneaks out of bed, leaves through our back door and goes to get donuts and flowers. He walks in the bedroom with a glaze donut (my fav) and two huge numbers "30" lite up singing "happy birthday".
The rest of my day consisited of... Taking care of the kids, cooking, cleaning, and finally showering at 4pm. Later that night, Jake had the Underly's surprise me and come over to the house with a Baskin Robbins Ice Cream Cake. (A birthday tradition in our family)
So, the day of, (as always).... Jake asked me what I wanted for my birthday...
I pointed to the piece of paper on the fridge and said "This."
His face expression changed and he said...
"Oh, ha ha... Can't I just buy you a present instead?"
"Nope" (With a big Smile)
I never thought in a million years I would choose household work over gifts, guess that'e one thing that changes when you hit the 30's!