Happy 10th Birthday

It for sure doesn't seem like you should be in double digits now. I'm pretty sure it was just the other day when I was laboring for 28 hours so I could finally meet you.



Looking pretty cool as you show off all the tricks that your robot friend can do.



The party was a fun, yet busy time. Hey Mim....Mim? Do you think you could help me a sec? Where the heck did she go? I'm thinking this wasn't so much helping...in fact, I think you managed to get the whole room to yourself.



Handmade cards. Those are the best.



Presents, of course, manage to be the most important part of the birthday celebration. Especially when you are 10. Books, games, cash, gift cards, and whats this? Peanut Butter? Yes. That's peanut butter. (And there is G...and his signature, OH MY GOODNESS.)



There is a little running joke in our home about peanut butter. I bet you didn't know that peanut butter could be funny, did ya? As a mom I try to feed my kids only the healthiest foods.....that's why I would like to introduce you to....Ha! That sounds like the beginning of a really bad infomercial. Really tho, I buy organic peanut butter here at home. The kids eat it. Its not their favorite thing in the world. But they don't complain. At least not so that I can hear them! There have been years in fact, where Jif peanut butter has made it on birthday and Christmas lists. Along with its good buddy, Smuckers strawberry jam.

We had our cousin, Rebecca stay with us for a time over the summer and you would have thought that my kids had died and gone to heaven when she brought in her pantry basket and it contained Jif. They rationed that jar of peanut butter out and I think it may have lasted a good month or so....careful monitoring and strategic spreading of the peanut butter. Its all about moderation. So, needless to say, as funny as it was to see the Jif appear in the form of a wrapped birthday present...it wasn't all that unusual! Even funnier is that now every time G sees the jar in the pantry he has to mention that J got that for his birthday and we have to ask J if we can have some because it was his present(and it had a red bow on it. )

G is happily in charge of the trash. Surprisingly, it did make it to the garbage can.



Our cousin, Rebecca and her new "friend".



Little did he know that he was being tested during this visit. The results are still being reviewed. But it is very clear that he knows how to enjoy play doh. And that is an important thing. I believe this is the Stonehenge. Look how well they are playing together.



Going in for the traditional candle extinguishing.



And doing it one. at. a. time.



Nothing like getting some great grandpa time.


Rebecca and I wanted to get some snapshots together...you know, because we like each other. I'm pretty sure this looks like a pretty serious conversation....if let go on long enough it may have gotten a little expressive.


But before we knew it we were being hollered at to say, CHEESE! So our conversation would have to wait. No, no, I say...don't scrunch down like that. I know I am short....but, that only makes me seem even shorter when you do that.


There. That's much better.


All in all, it was a great time. Everyone ate and laughed and just had fun. We even managed to find some time to teach Rebecca's sister how to make Jello.

And you thought we didn't know how to party.