Good thing since my husband is now officially in his mid-thirties. He is even starting to grow some grey hairs., which is fine with me.
Grey hair on men can be sexy. Just look at Mitt Romney and Dieter Uchtdorf:
Its my job as an awesome wife to make Jared's birthday's amazing, so when he came home from work, Pee-toddler and I greeted him in homemade birthday costumes, and screamed/growled the Happy Birthday song at him.
I know you're probably thinking, "that's amazing! It can't possibly get more amazing than that"..... but it does.
My costume was a little inappropriate so no pictures were taken.
Just imaging a 7 1/2 month pregnant chick in a bikini with ribbons and balloons taped in awkward places. You're welcome for that mental image.
We opened presents then Jared cooked his own shrimp birthday dinner. I offered to cook but Jared didn't want me messing up $30 of seafood. Whatever Jare-bear....
Then we did this for a while:
They next day we continued to celebrate Jared's Birthday with a trip to Santa Barbara and by buying Ryan a backpack (which he has worn 24/7 since we bought it).
There is nothing like walking up and down Main street and stepping over the drugged up homeless guys everywhere.
Some random dude gave Ryan a balloon officially making Jared's Birthday trip incredible.
We ended the birthday weekend with a trip to Victoria's Secret and Sephora so I could buy some stuff I've been wanting. I'm sure Jared loved shopping for Ryan and I for his birthday.
I love my husband.
