Trey turned 30 over the weekend, so in honor of this landmark birthday we dropped the kids off with my parents early Friday morning and spent Friday and Saturday in Branson. We shopped and had lunch at the promenade, nearly drowned each other in the lazy river at an indoor water park (we were definitely not acting our age), saw a magic show, and rode a few roller coasters at Silver Dollar City. Every time we sat down to eat, we just marveled at how nice it was to actually get to EAT and not refill sippy cups or mash up more banana or clean up spills or convince Perrin that spaghetti is not a finger food. It was our first night child-free since before Brielle was born. (And what did we talk about the entire time? Yep--the kids.)
Even with all the fun and celebration, Trey was feeling a little bummed about turning 30. But I get the feeling the 30s might be some of the best years of our life. We're in a good place--we own a home, we have two terrific kids, we both have good jobs that we enjoy (and that allow me to be home with the kids). God has surrounded us with supportive family and friends and a church where we truly feel at home. We have everything we need and a whole lot more.
This is so dorky, but I keep thinking of a phrase from the movie 13 Going on 30 (which, dorky or not, is a really good movie in my opinion): "Thirty, flirty, and thriving." C'mon Trey, let's be thirty, flirty, and thriving!
Or how about something a little more spiritual: "Wisdom is with the aged, and understanding in length of days" (Job 12:12). See, we're getting wiser! Actually, I don't feel nearly as smart as I thought I was back in high school. Hmm... maybe that's a sign of wisdom after all.
One more: "Even to your old age I am he, and to gray hairs I will carry you. I have made, and I will bear; I will carry and will save" (Isaiah 46:4). Trey, you can just insert "bald head" in place of "gray hairs" and you'll get the gist. :)
Kidding! ...sort of.
