Anyone who is 30 is OLD! That's why the one guy in my first singles' ward who was 30 was called "Chad who's 30". And to an 18 year old. 30 does seem forever away. But I blinked a couple of times and now my Chad is the one who's 30. (And the other guy is Chad's who's 40!  * gasp*) Just kidding, 30's not old. I finally had a party for Chad; what a good wife I am :D  Idaho Falls was the middle grounds for a lot of our family so that was the place. Chad's whole family showed up and a fair amount of mine did also. Soccer balls were kicked (or missed as the case may be), burgers were cooked, pies were devoured, and a great time was had by all. And no kids were lost in the process which is impressive considering we had 11 under the age of 6 at a very busy park. We spent the rest of the weekend in Dillon. It was wonderful and the kids were in grandparent heaven. I count it as a great blessing that my kids have amazing grandparents on both sides. Grandmas and grandpas are up there with Santa and cookies, especially when they have a four wheeler and a trailer. May every child have a good grandparent, biological, adopted, at church, neighbors, etc. I am grateful that families are an eternal part of the Lord's plan. They are crazy, drive me crazy and drive crazy, but I couldn't imagine life without them. It seemed kind of silly this whole birthday thing. So what, Chad was born on April 21. Who cares? I mean his mom did 30 years ago, but now, that day is the same as any other. But I wanted to take this chance to say, "Chad I love you! I celebrate your life everyday. You mean the world to me." And other cheesy things. So now it's said and I can milk it for all it's worth on my birthday!