I have been dreading my 30th birthday for years. No joke. We don't really do birthdays at our house (for the adults anyway)... I don't like making a big deal about it, I don't want presents. "Happy birthday" and a dessert work for me. Probably ever since I turned 25 though, I have told Chris every year that I wanted to make a big deal about 30. I wanted to distract myself from the jump from my 20's to true adulthood, because lets face it, 20 somethings can get away with far sillier behavior than the 30 somethings can. Rather than a party, I decided that I would commemorate being older by doing something childish, a cake smash. I just wanted to have some fun. While planning though, I realized that my family and my kids are what I find most fun in my life. Naturally the kiddos needed to be included.
You can follow the story through the pictures. The kids were told in advance that they would be allowed to smash my cake. What happens after they join was genuine and on the fly. They had no idea what I was planning to do. We had a blast!
Chris did an excellent job taking the photos, but it did add a level of difficultly for everyone involved. We had a lot of "Abby and Kit, freeze! Chris, go the right/left/up/down! Now take the shot from this angle. Focus on this. Are you still frozen kiddos?" It was fun in a very stressful sort of way, but I love how the photos turned out and all of the genuine smiles. Looking at the pictures, I told Chris, " *sigh* I look like I'm 30, but I look happy." And more than a number, isn't that was is really most important?