because i love him

My husband is turning 30 on Tuesday.  I can't really believe this.  I have known him since he was 15.  Half of his life.

spring 2001, i think we were making gang signs? my hair is totally insane. and i am pale.  like a vampire.

summer 2005 - i think we were making homemade pretzels? my hair is much better here.  we were skinny and tan and childless.

november 2009 -  the photo was taken by my 10 year old (9 at the time) brother kai at a colts game. our two kids were with grandma.

 july 2010 - i am 8 months pregnant with our third kid.  holy wow.  we have many children.

We are eating here tomorrow night.

And I bought him this.  Oh yes I did. He says he always wanted it when he was a kid, and never got and of course thought it was the coolest thing in the world.  Nothing says Happy 30th Birthday like a trip to Toys R Us.  (I didn't mean to tell the cashier who I was buying it for but it may have slipped out.)


And we are having these at some point:

Are you reading that package?  Those are not any ordinary Reese's cups, they are TWO HALF POUND CUPS.  A half a pound a piece.  Two in a package. 

I fear this will not be the week that I finally lose some baby weight.
Maybe next week I'll do better!  You know, except for Thanksgiving.

Nine months up, nine months down, right?

Happy birthday Luke.

I would rather buy toys and make pretzels and throw up gang signs with you than any other person in the world.