Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Brian's Birthday

Brian turned 35 on May 8th.  Unfortunately it was a weekday and he had to work.  It was actually pretty funny, the night before Angela and I were talking about his birthday.  She had big plans to make him breakfast in bed.  I told her it wasn't possible unless she was going to get up at 3:30 in the morning to make it before he left for work.  She kept saying how unfair it was that he had to work on his birthday.  Such is the way of the adult life!

We had a big poster that said "Happy Birthday Dad" with some birthday garland stuck to the fence. That way, when he drove home he would immediately see it. The kids and I were waiting on the back porch and we started singing as soon as he got out of his car.  We shepherded him into the house and served him his dinner.  During dinner the kids kept interupting him to give him his different presents.  Dessert was a big slice of German Chocolate cake!  Over the few days before his birthday many envelopes had been arriving for him.  The time had finally arrived for him to open them.  He ended up with thirty-five balloons to open up from many different family and friends.  Each of which had a fun birthday message on it.  It was really neat to see his reaction to that fun little birthday activity.  And no, he did not blow them all up himself.  He used the air compressor.  Thank you to everyone who helped with the balloons!

Monday, May 14, 2012

April Photos of Kids

It looks like I am slightly behind on this post.

Showing off her new package of earrings.  This set even has one little dangly pair.

Enjoying a little Easter basket fun.

I don't know if she is really mad or just pretending because Connor was taking her picture. 

Isn't the Easter bunny so funny for leaving the egg on the trampoline.  But it was really fun to get up there and get it.

This was our first year doing the baskets in our jammies.  The kids thought it was great because they could get into their treats quicker.

Petting a day old calf on a school field trip.  It's tounge felt like a cats tounge, all sandpapery.

Last year he wasn't too sure about finding egg, but he had it down this year.

Telling a two-year-old not to eat all of his candy all at once doesn't work.  Instead he ate all of his and some of his brother and sister's candy.

This is what it looks like after a long, hard morning of play.