When I was a kid my mom had this oversized tee that said "thirtysomething" on it. I remember thinking that being thirty was so far away, hard to even fathom. And here I am, thirty-something, with a kid, a house, a dog, a husband, a business. Growing up is a little bizarre. Maybe a lot bizarre. On my thirty-first birthday, I decided I'd commemorate the day with some photos of me and my little dude. This whole year has been very much about him, so it seemed appropriate. Plus, he's so cute, it's hard not to drag him into a photo shoot. These are some of my favorite photos of us together.