Getting Old

We are old. Or at least, I feel like we are.

Peter and I are both officially closer to 30 than 20. Crazy.

I turned 26 back in December (it's right before Christmas so it usually gets glossed over), and it hasn't really sunk in yet. Honestly, for a few weeks I thought I was turning 25, I'm apparently so out of it these days. But no, big twenty-six, a seemingly unimportant birthday, except that now I've reached the other side of 25.

Last week, Peter turned 27. (On the 27th; my sister Lizzy would get excited and tell me it's his golden birthday.) It was a low-key but fun birthday. We were all finally on the mend from the sickness and doom, and went out to dinner as a little family to celebrate. Jude and I made Dad some little birthday pictures, which Jude insisted he bring to work the next day. (Peter actually started to leave the house without them and Jude cried and ran out after him so he wouldn't leave the pictures behind.)

you know you have kids when you wrap your husband's birthday presents, and they look like this

In keeping with Grandma Hamilton birthday traditions, we went shopping (without the birthday boy) and all got "party favors." At the thrift store. Nothing classy, but still fun. The kids picked out some actually cool toys. I guess everyone donated all their old toys after Christmas, so we scored.

And then the next day the realization just sunk in. We're so old. I mean, 26 and 27 really aren't that old, especially in today's world, but I've always just felt so much older. Probably because we're 26 and 27, have been married for over 4 years, have two kids, and a mortgage. Most of the time when I go on facebook, I feel like I'm 40 compared to my peers. Even by Mormon standards, we're a little ahead of the curve. We got married and had kids before most of LDS friends, and now we have a house and live in a ward where we are in the same phase as many couples older than us. I think Peter and I will always be a little out of place with our stage in life and our age, and we've accepted that. In many ways, it's really fun; makes us unique.

Overall, I would never change our life; it's just wonderful the way it turned out. Sometimes it's hard to look at my peers who are still "exploring" when I'm a settled, stay at home mom, but then I remember how blessed I am. And while so many other people are still searching, I've found my happiness, my purpose, and my family. So yeah, we're old. And even older in facebook years. But that's okay.

who wouldn't want to be the parents of these two crazies?