Happy Birthday Billy D!

Billy D, Birthday Boy!

Billy's 5th Birthday Party....

There were no fancy invites or hordes of friends. Just family and the birthday staples. It's what he wanted, or it's at least all he "actually" wanted. He made murmurs about having multiple styles of party like Emi has had, but he only wanted his cousins to come. How many parties can you throw for the same people in the same weekend? He only specified a couple things; a Toy Story 3 theme and Pin the Tail on the Donkey. Funny kid. In the long run he did have Pin the Tail on the Donkey, but I kinda failed on the theme. It didn't matter though, he didn't care. He had his cousins to play with and he was HAPPY.

The girls cheered quietly from the grand stands.

Travis had this great idea that we could let the kids decorate and launch their own rockets as the party fail-safe. Turns out it is expensive to buy a dozen rockets and a launcher, but Grandma Trisha (or Mama Tisha - as translated by Abi) came through with the ultimate solution. A Stomp Rocket! The kids loved it, still do, only now instead of trying to get it to launch higher and higher they have discovered they can aim it at each other.... kids.

The other boy birthday requirement is a pinata. Travis took Billy to pick out his own cake (slacker mom) and a pinata for his party. HE wanted the Toy Story 3 theme, but he returned with a Transformers pinata and a fire hydrant/doghouse cake....?

Take note of how the lovely ladies swing a bat and then how the boys get down to business!

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CANDY!

The presents:

The Donkey. Pretty funny where all the tails (and one in particular) ended up!

The cake.

Happy Birthday Bubba! I just can't believe you're 5. ...

Love always, Mom.

~ *~ Christmas Card 2010 ~*~

Well, here it is! The final choice.

Peace ~ Joy ~ Love

in

2011.

Pumpkin Love

Love. A final farewell to the squash stars of my 2010 fall decorating....

Gobble, Gobble!

For this Thanksgiving Dinner we went back to the tried and true traditions. Travis' Aunt Pam and Uncle John hosted dinner and one of the kids barfed. As much as I like to say I am spontaneous there is something comforting about routine. We had a great time, even with the minor interruption of vomit.



The sweet girl who blessed us with the gift of throw-up in the car. Poor Emi. She was not feeling well when she woke up and I just blew it off as pre pre-teen drama. Then the poor kid barfed all over herself in the back of the car 100 yards from Pam and John's doorstep. Everyone was very gracious of course and we stayed for dinner. Emi had to borrow a shirt and was feeling back to herself before we even sat down to eat. Most importantly, no one else got sick. So, who knows, maybe it was nerves? She is the weak stomach in our family after all.

The munchkins enjoying a delicious dinner.

Last, but not least...Abi on seriously her 5th piece of Pam's chocolate pie. I think she ate half the pie all by herself.

Happy Thanksgiving 2010!