Monday was the husband’s birthday.
I think he has finally accepted that being in your thirties is totally cool.
Personally, I can’t wait.
When he turned 30 awhile back, I think he thought his life was half-over, and that he was past the chance
to make all his dreams come true.
We got through that. 30 is young. 40 is young. 50 should be when life begins to get fun…
You can tell I have no problem with age here. In fact, I guess the Apostle Paul was talking about me when he told Timothy, “let no man despise thy youth,” because I have pretty much despised youth since I was…umm, like 10?
I totally think my husband gets hotter every year.
to my dream come true.