I used to think 30 sounded so old but now heck it's the new 20! I don't think you are technically over the hill until you are 40 but I love joking with Jon that 30 is ancient (since we are 5.5 years apart).
30 years ago today at 12:12p EST, this dashing young gentleman was brought into this world.
(how awesome is that blue suit?! He's gotta be 2-3 years old in this pic)
I feel like from the time I was about 6 months old until present day, I haven't changed much. You look at my kindergarten picture and there I am, unmistakably Ruthie Lynn with big eyes and dimples. I feel the opposite about Jon who was a major cutie pie as a kiddo but almost unrecognizable today.
Excuse me while I fan myself, I think my husband is a major hunk...
Can you now see why I get so many hard baby kicks? Look at daddy's calves!
I was sad to learn that I would be gone the week of Jon's birthday because I love making a big deal out of it for him and hate missing it. I am basically taking a midnight flight tonight to get home in the wee hours of the morning, just so I can celebrate with him. I did leave him with some special treats throughout the week that I will share with you next week.
I could write a million paragraphs why I am thankful Jon was born 30 years ago because not a day goes by where I don't feel incredibly blessed to have him in my life. I am so proud of him as a disciple of his faith, as a wonderful husband, as a hardworking business man, and this year, as he becomes a father. Jon, the world is lucky to have you in it. I love you!