CakE and CaNdLes

This weekend we celebrated my mom's birthday. I invited my parents, siblings, and my grandma over for dinner, and the usual birthday festivities! We had a blast!!!

These are the oven mitts that she got. She looks pretty excited huh?!?!?

Logan and birthday Nona
Yummy cupcakes.

A little lopsided cake, but it still tasted delicious!

And with a huff and a puff....she blew them all out in one breath. I had to use the entire box of candles...you know just because :)

And since Logan missed his birthday cake, I let him celebrate with one of Nona's cupcakes...

He couldn't get enough, he was so excited and shoved every crumb he could find into his mouth! It was so funny!

AHHHH this is heaven!

I can't stop laughing at the look on his face!

HapPy BiRThdaY MOM!!!!

Thanks for all that you do.

Thank you for showing me how to be a good mom, and love unconditionally.

Thank you for all the 'little' things that you still do for me.

I love you! xoxoxo

Happy 1st Birthday Logan

There is good reason this post is coming a week 1/2 late. Still not quite over my bitterness, I post this for Logan's memory sake, even though I would be just fine forgetting it!

The night before the big day, I woke in a nervous sweat..."something is going to happen." Good or bad I wasn't sure yet. After re-assuring myself and mentally going over the check list in my head...

balloons... check

plates/cups/napkins/forks... check

cake/dessert... check

What was it???????

Only to wake up to a poor sick, sick, sick little boy. I knew the moment I heard that sad little cry coming from his crib that this day was going to be a total DISASTER! He had a 101 degree fever. We spent the morning at the doctor's, come to find out he had a horrible ear infection! So we got him on his antibiotic, and I prayed that he would be feeling better by the time his party started. This was his burning up face.

Then we get to the cake...DISASTER!

I stayed up until 1:00am the night before decorating his cake and frosting cup cakes.

The first cake was perfect, except that by that morning the frosting was hard as rock, awesome I know! So I had to pull another cake out my...well you can imagine. After cutting off the rock hard frosting I dug through the cupboard and found frosting in a can. With relief I begin frosting the cake for the second time. Too bad the frosting was so oily (I don't recommend western family frosting for cakes! cupcakes are great though!) The frosting slid right off, so by the party the cake looked like it had been melted and run over by a wagon! It might as well have because Logan cried the WHOLE party and didn't even touch his cake. Into the trash it went, where it belonged!

Then to top everything off, our party was cut short as we were kicked out of the clubhouse by the wicked witch of the 'south' and her evil little dog too! I went to bed that night going over a much different check list in my head:

Ruined cake...check

Sick and sad baby...check

Loving family and friends...check

Total party disaster....not check,

Even though the majority of the day was a complete bomb. I want to thank all our family and friends that came out despite everything and celebrated with us. It really meant a lot!

So I am calling a PARTY Re-Do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now that Logan is feeling MuCh better, we are going to celebrate all over again, and just pretend that day never happened!

Logan LOVES pushing stuff around the house, standing and crawling. It's been fun watching him venture out and try new things!

I love you, my little love bug!
Thanks for being our sweet little guy!
Birthday Re-Do pictures to come soon!

Tu-LiPs

I write this post for myself as a hard lesson learned.

Andy has had to work A LOT lately in order to make ends meet. Meaning he leaves most mornings at 7:00am to work his regular jobs and then goes straight to his side jobs and doesn't come home until 10/11:00pm. Then turns around and works on Saturday's as well. So we have very little time to be together. Long story short, something happened and I ended up disappointed that he broke a promise it ruined the whole weekend. I was furious the rest of the time, and determined not to talk to him because if you can't say anything nice don't say anything at all right?!? Sunday night I get home and there are these Tulips sitting on our front porch. I had no idea where they came from and at that point I didn't care. They looked like they were half dead anyway. Monday morning rolled around and there on the front porch still sat these pink Tulips. When Heidi (Andy's sister) came to pick up Logan for the day I told her I didn't know where those came from, and we both laughed about it these half dead Tulips just sitting there. Well, Andy and I went our separate ways to work (still not really speaking) After a long day at work I pulled in the garage, out of the corner of my eye I saw those Tulips still sitting there. Finally I swallowed my pride and asked Andy when he got home if he knew what those were doing just sitting there out in the cold. He looked at the ground and quietly said, "They were for you. I bought them to give to you, but you've been so mad at me all weekend. So I just left them on the porch."
My heart sunk, and I felt really sad. I thought about what a nice surprise it would have been to get those Sunday morning, and how excited Andy gets whenever he has a surprise for me. And earlier that morning I had laughed at the wilted frozen flowers that were for ME. But because I let my frustrations and disappointments get the best of me, I ruined a beautiful Tulip surprise. I walked outside and brought in the sad looking flowers feeling just like they looked. All of them were wilted over the side frozen and in desperate need of water. Staring at them sitting on the counter I now felt ashamed for the way that we had been behaving. I gave them some water, and apologized to Andy and promised that I would try and not let the little things get the best of me anymore.
Now that things are back to normal, and my Tulips have been saved, I will always remember this little lesson I learned. Be slow to anger, and don't sweat the small stuff.
To me these Tulips are like our little Love Fern!"