Christmas Miracle!

Well, it appears a miracle has occurred. Christmas has come early for me, and I could not be happier. You see, after 3 very long days filled with screaming, huge crocodile tears, hearing "You're a bad Mommy!", kicking, bribing, and killing my back sitting on the bathroom floor for hours on end...........T IS FINALLY POTTY TRAINED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes folks, that's right, I now only have ONE child in diapers at the moment!

(by the way, this is the most real looking Santa I have EVER seen in my life!)

Jingle Bells

We've been pretty busy trying to do all the Christmas traditions the boys expect. Like going to see Christmas lights around town, making/decorating cookies, making ghetto gingerbread houses (graham cracker houses), etc. Here is a little bit of Christmas cheer for you all, featuring B singing "Jingle Bells". Enjoy!

From the mouths of my babes:

"Hey, when I grow up, and I have a Daddy face, and big shoes, then I'm gonna marry iCarly."
- Trey

"Can you count how many cars are in Arizona?"
"Can you count how many clouds are in the sky?"
"Can you count how many grasses are in the backyard?"
"Can you count how many freckles you have?"
"Can you count how many freckles Daddy has?"
(and on and on and on...all day long...)
- J.J.

"Mommy! Your eyeball is cracking!" (my eyes were bloodshot)
- Trey

"Mommy, I'm going to dream about going poopoo in the potty." (that's what I dream you're gonna do too Trey...)
- Trey

"Tree! Tree! Tree!"
- Samuel (about the Christmas tree)

"Barack Obama! Barack Obama! Barack Obama!"
- J.J. and Trey (whenever they see his picture)

Thanksgiving in 29Palms

We visited Josh's family this year for Thanksgiving, and it was a lot of fun! The food was amazing. Some of the highlights were Jessica's homemade rolls, which I probably could've eaten 20 of those and nothing else! Also her mashed potatoes were to die for, seriously, I am getting the recipe. And I thought I made awesome mashed potatoes but I was mistaken! I brought Snickers Apple Salad but I just realized I never even ate any of it! Everyone else's food took top priority. Here's a pic of Samuel after Thanksgiving Dinner, just because he's so dang cute.


Anyway, the boys got to play/fight with their cousins, because after all, what are cousins for right? haha... Auntie Jessica is adding another boy to the mix so we will have 6 boy cousins on the Larsen side. Come March, there will be a 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, and 0 year old boys! Yikes. Poor Cousin Kylie...the lone girl. Here's the only picture we managed to take with all 5 boys:


On Friday we took a trip to Cabazon, California, to visit the famed dinosaurs. We have seen them many a time on trips to the beach as we drive by, but never stopped. Now I can say that I have not only stood below these strange creatures, but have actually been INSIDE a dinosaur. I know. I'm awesome. Here's some pics of the dino-adventures.



This place had some really weird things going on, apparently it is run by some born again Christian type group, so they had lots of religious pamphlets and stuff, plus the dinosaurs, plus this random statue:

And they also had a place where you could go "panning for gold", or colored rocks. But we all had lots of fun and ate a picnic lunch afterwards, during which we tried again, unsuccessfully, to get a decent picture of the cousins together:


Another highlight of the trip was seeing the movie Twilight with my mother-in-law, and 4 sisters-in-law. I just love those girls... The first time I watched Twilight it was horrible. But this time around I had ZERO expectations since I already knew how crappy it was, especially compared to the books, which I LOVED. Anyway, I prepared my in-laws and we all went to see it together, and had a blast! We just laughed the entire time. Then afterwards we had fun re-enacting scenes and lines that were just so ridiculous. I think maybe I will buy the DVD when it comes out just for comedy purposes!

Well, that's all for now.

It's the Little Things

Today I am so happy. Why you might ask? Well, despite having a headache (daily occurrence) and running around like crazy without enough time to do what I need to, I bought myself:

I am so excited to try this baby out, it's really quite ridiculous. See, I normally use a Swiffer WetJet for my in between cleanings, they are so convenient and I love to see how gross my floor was on those disposable thingy's.
But every so often I get down - ON MY HANDS AND KNEES no less, and scrub every inch of my floor with a Magic Eraser. (I'll have to do a post on how I love Magic Erasers some day...)
Anyway, so imagine my absolute delight when I go to buy myself a new mop, and discover A MAGIC ERASER MOP! Why I did not own this before, I do not know. I hope it lives up to my expectations. Wish me luck...

Pet Peeve #1

I will begin a series of posts listing my pet peeves, in a ranting/raving style. They are in no particular order, just as I think of them to share with all you wonderful blog readers. Enjoy!

Pet Peeve #1: Grown Men Who Are Obsessed With Video Games.


Seriously? What is up with these guys? It's one thing to have enjoyed The Legend of Zelda or Mario Bros. when you were in Elementary or Junior High School. But quite another to be spending your adult time playing freaky weirdo games like World of Warcraft or whatever it may be. Newsflash: You are an adult. Stop wasting your money (or yours and your wife's) money on video games and systems. Do something productive. Go back to school. Get a second job. Read a book. Watch some football. Help your wife clean the house or take care of the children. DO SOMETHING ELSE! Anything else. Because seriously? Video games? Come on now...nothing spells L-O-S-E-R like a grown man obsessed with playing them.

P.S. Josh does not play them and for that, I am so grateful.
P.P.S. If your hubby does, I'm sorry. (not sorry about this post, just sorry he plays them!)

Okay...

I may be going private. I hate private blogs but I read something disturbing today on my SIL's blog about how someone posted pictures of their kid's mohawk haircut, and then she later saw it on a Hitler Youth website! Maybe I'm overreacting but I would not be pleased if that happened to us.

So...leave me a comment if you want to continue reading my blog, and I'll invite you. I will delete your comment immediately after so no one else will have your email. (I'm on the computer pretty much all day...sad but true.)

My little punks.

This morning we gave the boys haircuts. We tried to give J.J. a mohawk. He wasn't having it. Just look at his facial expression! He wanted a haircut like his Daddy's so we ended up just buzzing it.


Trey prefers his hair "spiky", so I was trying to leave the top long and just blend the sides. But seeing as how he is 3 years old, he kept moving and I messed it up. So then we thought, what the heck, let's give him a mohawk for real! I think he likes it. It seems to fit his personality.
Who needs girls to have some dress-up fun? I have real live chia pets to play with!

Happy Halloween!

I hope everyone had a great Halloween! We sure did. The boys were pretty much in their costumes for 3 straight days. Well, except Samuel. He was less than thrilled. But at least he let me put it on and get some pictures! Anyway, we went to my parents' ward's Trunk or Treat, which was a lot of fun! Then we also went Trick-or-Treating on Friday night! I want everyone to take note that both Trey and J.J. are seen eating apples in a couple of these pictures. That was right before we left to go Trick-or-Treating. I am a good Mom!!!!! haha...

Twilight

I know it's kind of nerdy, but I CANNOT wait for this movie to come out! Seriously. It better be as good as the trailers are making it out to be.

I'm feelin' Taggy

I don't know if I've done this, I'm too lazy to check. But I need a break from work right now, and my friend Jenny tagged me, so here goes!

1. Four places that I go to over and over:
J.J.'s school
Trey's school
grocery store
drug store

2. Four people who e-mail me (regularly):
my work
SIL Leisa
cousin Sara
friend Liz

3. Four of my favorite places to eat:
Cafe Rio
Wendy's
Barro's
really anywhere I don't have to cook

4. Four other places I would rather be right now:
in bed sleeping
29Palms
Hawaii
Utah

5. Four people I intend to tag:
I really have no idea, whoever is feeling taggy I guess!

6. Four TV shows I watch:
Grey's Anatomy
Private Practice
Desperate Housewives
Judge Judy
Survivor
The Office
The Ultimate Fighter
(yes, I watch all 7 of these, can you believe it?)

Now its your turn. Its easy, just 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 things about you. Have fun.

8 Years Strong

Yesterday was mine and Josh's 8th Anniversary. We always joke that we can't believe it's already been 8 years, but also can't believe it's only been 8 years! We've had both times of bumpy rides and smooth sailing on this crazy journey called marriage, that's for sure! How do you write a post about somebody who has seen you at your best and your worst? Still though, I'd like to take a minute to say I'm thankful for my amazing, wonderful, hot husband. There's nobody else I can fight like crazy with, love like crazy with, and laugh like crazy with. We're so opposite sometimes it can blow your mind, and yet we fit together like a puzzle. Where I'm weak, he's strong, and vice versa. We drive each other nuts but we can make each other laugh and isn't that what's most important? There's nobody else I'd want to navigate through this crazy life with and I couldn't ask for a better partner. I love you babe! (even though you'll never read this...or will you?)

Samuel's First Birthday

My sweet little baby is already one?! How did this happen? Samuel's birthday was pretty low-key. No huge party, not a lot of people to celebrate with. But he still had a pretty fun day, at least I hope so! He took his first step the day before, earlier than my older boys, they didn't even think about walking until about 14 months!

Here is his cake. Hey, I'm no cake decorator okay? (But I am a dang good baker...it was DELICIOUS.)


He did NOT want to touch it.


But his brother made him.


He got some pretty sweet presents:

And:


All in all, it was a perfect 1st birthday!

Insanity

It all starts out as something little, something that doesn't seem that weird or crazy. But then one day you realize, you have lost your mind. You do things for no apparent reason. Things that other people look at you for and think, "Wow, she's nuts."

Case in point:
A regular grocery bag.

Folded in fourths.

Rolled up.

And tied.

Why you ask? Well, so I can turn all of this:

Into this:

For no apparent reason.

Runnin' from the law

So yesterday I was driving along, and I must've been in LaLa Land. Because I went to switch lanes, and almost hit a COP!!! What is the matter with me lately? I am not having good luck on the road. I swear I checked my blind spot but no, there he was, RIGHT next to me and literally had to swerve into the middle lane to avoid me. He honked, went in front of me.........................AND KEPT GOING! He didn't even pull me over. I could not believe it.

Anyway, after that happened I meekly went back into the right hand lane and started going 5 under the speed limit. Suddenly J.J. pipes up from the backseat:

"Mommy? Are you hiding from the cops?"
"No, baby." (Mommy is just having a mild heart attack right now.)
"Are we going to run from the cops?"
"No, honey."

Where does he come up with this stuff?

College Tribute

I've been thinking a lot lately about my college days. Mostly because my little sister is thinking about going to the same school I did, BYU. She's just 15 now but I really hope she follows through and does it. I have another sister who got married at 18 and although I absolutely love her husband, I wish she would've been able to experience single life in college. I've also been thinking about those days because I recently got back in contact with a REALLY good friend and former roommate. We've been emailing back and forth reminiscing about the good ole days. I had a lot of amazing experiences while at school, some good and some bad. I learned so much during those years, both academically and about life in general. I made friends I know I'll have for life. We did so many funny things together. Here's a photo tribute to my days at the Y.
We stayed up all night studying for tests:

Went on a wild trip to Vegas:

My 19th birthday party:

Searched for true love:

I gained about 50 pounds while my roommates stayed thin and hot: (I'm the marshmallow in the middle with the 311 shirt on...)

Saved a roommate from certain death by mattress:

It's weird to think of all the different places we are in our lives now. Some people I've kept in contact with, others I haven't. I have a million pictures of the college days, these are just a few that I chose because they include my long lost Zil who I have finally gotten in contact with again!

Blog Tag/One Word

1. Where is your cell phone? microwave
2. Where is your significant other? snoozing
3. Your hair color? dark
4. Your mother? funny
5. Your father? helping
6. Your favorite thing? d-coke
7. Your dream last night? weird
8. Your dream/goal? happy
9. The room you're in? dining
10. Your hobby? reading
11. Your fear? bugs
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? done
13. Where were you last night? bed
14. What you're not? done
15. One of your wish-list items? tv
16. Where you grew up? Mesa
17. The last thing you ate? chip
18. What are you wearing? flip flops
19. Your TV? old
20. Your pet? swimming
21. Your computer? black
22. Your mood? headachy
23. Missing someone? no
24. Your car? expensive
25. Something you're not wearing? socks
26. Favorite store? Target
27. Your summer? hot
28. Love someone? yup
29. Your favorite color? black
30. When is the last time you laughed? minutes
31. Last time you cried? week

I award the following 3 people with the "I love your blog award" and in so doing tag them to complete the above questions.

Liz, Stella, Jenny

Boy Flowers

These are the "flowers" that my son picked for me today. Aren't they lovely? And he told me not to throw them away after they die, because the bugs outside can use them as brooms.

I love boys.

I'm White Trash.

It's official. I just did a Brittney Spears. I drove down my street with my almost 1 yr. old sitting on my lap. Trey, who is 3 1/2 and STILL not potty-trained pooped his pants at preschool so I had to go to his school and "take care of it" in a hurry. It was 10 houses down the street people, give me a break!! (Samuel had the time of his life by the way...)

Deep thoughts on a Monday...

First of all, here's something funny:
Yesterday at church, I was on my own because Josh's shoulder is still bothering him. Anyway, I was trying to hold Samuel on my lap, and keep J.J. and Trey quiet and stop them from running around the chairs chasing each other. I was trying to explain to them that we're in Jesus' "house" and He wants us to be quiet, etc. Anyway, lately both boys have been having an issue with "talking back" to us when we tell them anything. So when they do this, we've been putting a drop of hot sauce on their tongue. It works REALLY well. Anyway, so at church I told them both to be quiet. J.J. immediately pipes up with, "No YOU be quiet Mommy!" (I know, how can such a little angel be such a smart mouth?) So I told him, "Uh oh, what happens when you talk back to Mommy?" A puzzled look crosses his face and I can tell he's thinking something over. After a minute he asks me, "Does Jesus have hot sauce too?"

I love my boys so much. They are crazy and loud and so full of personality I can't believe it. Sometimes things get so hectic with my job and all the household stuff, running errands, taking the boys back and forth to school, etc. I know I don't enjoy the little moments with them as much as I should. Yesterday I was folding about 8 loads of laundry and watching the boys play in the family room. Samuel was standing holding onto a chair. Suddenly he let go, very deliberately, and stood on his own for about 15 seconds. His little legs were a little shaky and he was trying his hardest to balance. But he didn't fall, and then he very carefully held back onto the chair.

Anyway, for some reason that made it SO real to me that my boys are growing up faster than I know. It seems like yesterday I held Samuel in my arms for the very first time, now he's trying to stand on his own already. He'll be a year old in a couple weeks! This is probably my last baby and I feel like I just missed his entire babyhood. I was too busy worrying about getting my work hours in, making sure I caught that sale on diapers, and stressing about the dirty kitchen floor.

I'm going to really try to enjoy my boys more. I can't guarantee I won't still stress about...everything. I am a VERY high stress person in general and let's face it, it would take a miracle get rid of my anxiety level. But these boys are only little once and I don't get a second chance to enjoy them!

Dear Old Navy,

I love you, but I’m going to have to kill you. You see, two days ago I received a little present in the mail from you. A new bill from a credit card that we had cancelled a year ago, or so I thought.

Now I know your employees sound oh-so-chipper on the phone, and they are probably wearing matching Old Navy sweaters they just bought for $24.50, and singing little songs from your obnoxious commercials in between phone calls. But when I spent hours on the phone with them last year dealing with other fraudulent charges, and then kindly ask them to cancel the card completely to avoid more identify theft, well, I guess I expected too much.

Imagine my surprise when I opened my mail 2 days ago to find a new bill with brand new fraudulent charges. And although I’m sure the person who rang up $200 worth of girls clothing on our card must have been in dire need, I have all boys, Old Navy. So clearly, this is not acceptable. And since I can’t afford to buy my OWN children clothing from your store, well I certainly am not going to pay for some little girl in Ohio to walk around school dressed to impress.

Thank you for assuring me that the charges would be dealt with, we would not be held responsible, and for canceling the credit card. Again.

Now I won’t keep away from you forever. Because let’s face it, I love that in your store I wear a size 6, when in the rest of the free world I clearly do not. And really, who doesn’t need a little self-esteem boost every now and again? But be warned, you are on notice Old Navy.

Sincerely,
Christy

Out of gas...

With everything going on lately, I've felt like I'm running out of gas, in a figurative sense. But that doesn't mean that I needed to run out of gas literally too.

Last Wednesday, I was driving "B" to school. Now, I KNEW I was running low on gas. In fact, I even specifically grabbed my wallet while we were walking out the door, because I planned to stop at the gas station right after I dropped "B" off. But as it turns out, I was too late.

It might be funny to run out of gas when you're in high school, young, stupid, and driving a 15 year old beater car. But not so funny when you're in the left turn lane, directly in front of your son's elementary school, you're in a minivan, you have 2 of your kids in the car...oh yes, and let's not forget the GIANT line behind you of other minivans, SUVs, and even a school bus trying to turn left to get all the rest of the kids to school!

Now I'm catching dirty looks from all the moms behind me, who probably are so on top of things that they had full tanks of gas in their vehicles. I of course turned on my hazards and rolled down the window to try and wave people to go around me. Nobody moved. Meanwhile, I quickly call my sister to come rescue me. "J" was home doped up on drugs and unable to drive! So I didn't know what to do. By now my boys are getting anxious (actually just "B" because that's how he is). It's now 5 minutes before school starts and I still have the school bus trapped behind me! So what do I do? I get out, and try to push this: (this one looks a lot cooler b/c it's black...)

while wearing a pair of these:

(flip flops)

Obviously I was not successful. Those minivans are heavy. I probably moved it about 6 inches. Luckily some man in a business suit pulled over, ran across the street, and helped me get it out of the middle of the road.

So I guess I can check that off on life experiences huh?

I Love to Save

I am a coupon/deal hunting fanatic. This is a greatgrocery deal I got yesterday. Not the best deal I've ever gotten, but still I'm pretty happy with it! It's all about being happy about the little things in life right? haha...

Shopping trip yesterday:

3 boxes Hamburger Helper
10 lbs. ground beef
4 boxes Cinnamon Toast Crunch
2 boxes Kix
2 bags Doritos
2 dozen large eggs
2 gallons 1% milk
1 loaf wheat bread
6 cans Progresso soup
8 Red Baron frozen pizzas
4 lbs. grapes
___________________
$49.96

Surgery Day

SURGERY: It went well. The doctor said everything went fine, except he did say the first suture device he tried to put in broke! These things are supposed to be virtually unbreakable. So he had to get a new one to put in him. That's...not very reassuring. But I'm going to not think about that and just think positively. All of that aside, Josh is fine, resting today like he's supposed to and hopefully will continue to do the rest of the week. The shoulder itself isn't hurting him so much today as the actual incision is, which I think is normal. So I will continue to set my oven timer and give him Percocet every 4 hours!

Some highlights of Surgery Day:

1. Surgery was supposed to be at 1:30. The doctor was running behind so it wasn't until 4:30 that they actually put him under! 3 hours waiting in a hospital for surgery = not so much fun.

2. The crazy lady coming out of her anesthesia right before they put Josh under. We're talking, screaming, cussing, craziness. Again, not so relaxing right before you're about to go under the knife!

3. Me having to make small talk for an hour with a man who told me all about how his ex-wife cost him a quarter million dollars, and how he was "bangin' a 36 year old woman". Why? Well, he did buy me a soda when he didn't have change for my $5, and he told me I looked like I was 23, when we all know I'm closing my final lap toward 30. Also, his girlfriend was the crazy lady from #2.

4. Josh coming out of anesthesia. Hilarious. Huge happy grin on his face as I'm walking up, then said, "Hey! I married you!" Also he told me he loved me, so I guess it's true!

5. Bubba seeing his Daddy walk in the house, his bad shoulder/arm was inside his button down shirt, his good arm was in the sleeve like normal. Bubba said, "Daddy! They cut your arm off!" It took awhile for us to convince him otherwise, he wasn't necessarily believing the iodine stained arm/hand under the shirt was his Daddy's real arm...

6. While I was getting the bed ready with pillows and such for Josh to lie down, Josh was using the bathroom. I was nervous about leaving him alone because he was really dizzy and kept tipping over while we were walking. Anyway, Josh knew I was worried and so while I was in the bedroom, suddenly I hear the shower doors banging really hard! So I RAN in there, afraid had had fallen on his shoulder he'd just had surgery on, only to find him standing there, perfectly fine, with a smile on his face, saying, "Haha." If he hadn't JUST had surgery, I would've decked him.

At this moment, I am baking a chocolate cake at the patient's request. Why? Because someone brought the nurses a chocolate cake yesterday and we watched them eat it for 3 hours while we waited...for 3 hours...while Josh was fasting for his surgery! Pure torture for the poor guy. So I promised him I would make him one today!

Just as I suspected.

Your Issue Profile: 44% Obama, 56% McCain

Truth be told, you're not really satisfied with either of the candidates. You could vote for either of them. You are the typical coveted swing voter. You may want to narrow yourself down to a particular set of issues in order to pick your president. Or start looking at third party candidates. One of them might suit you better.

Should You Vote for Obama or McCain?

Josh Update

So after a lo-o-ong weekend where I tried to keep Josh heavily medicated, Tuesday finally came around. I called no fewer than 6 doctors to find one who could see him that day, as opposed to their next available appts. that were next week.

The doctor said that he had 2 choices. Let it repair on its own, which would mean that bump in the picture below would be permanent, or surgery to move the collar bone down and repair the ligament, and the accompanying risks that go along with any surgery. It was totally up to Josh. I felt like punching the doctor but that's a story for another day. Or maybe not, no need for me to get riled up again. Anyway, long story short, Josh decided on surgery.

You see, Josh has a very very very very strong aversion to any kind of deformity. Can you imagine what he would feel like having that bump permanently? Also, he read a lot of stuff online about how if you don't have it repaired, you can actually hear and feel the protruding collar bone "clicking" and "popping" and "rubbing". Although those things wouldn't necessarily hurt, it would be disturbing. Especially since he is already counting down the days until he can return to jiu jitsu-ing. Also, if he did allow it to heal on it's own, there was the possibility that he would still be having pain a year from now, and end up having to have surgery anyway. Only if he waited, the ligament would not be able to be repaired, and instead the surgery would involve cutting off the end of the collar bone. (ew)

So anyway, surgery is Monday afternoon. I hope it goes well! I hope it's the right decision. Only time will tell!

My husband broke.

So on Friday nights we usually go to my parents' house, where Josh and my dad do jiu jitsu. (my parents have a karate studio in their garage) It's a fun hobby that they both love, and Josh studies it every second he gets. He hadn't been majorly injured yet, just a lot of rug burns, horrible looking bruises, and sore backs, but nothing requiring a hospital visit.

Until Friday night.

I was outside with the boys, who were swimming with their Mimi, when my dad came out and said, "Um Christy? I think I broke your husband..." I walk into the garage and immediately noticed Josh's shoulders looked deformed. Plus he looked weird, like he was about to pass out. I got closer and noticed a large bump coming out of his shoulder, like a bone is sticking out. Not good. Needless to say I took him to the hospital.

Luckily nothing is broken, but it would almost be better if something was! He basically separated his shoulder. From what I've come to understand, the AC joint is what holds the clavicle (collar bone) to the shoulder bone. He separated that, so it's not holding it down and the bone sticking up is actually his collar bone. After x-rays and being in the ER for 3 hours, the doctor came in and said, "I have good news and bad news. The good news is nothing is broken. The bad news is you have to wait till Tuesday and get into an orthopedic surgeon ASAP to fix it." And with that, he left Josh with enough Percocet and Ibuprofen to last until Tuesday.

Not good. So basically I will be calling every orthopedic surgeon on our insurance first thing Tuesday to see who can get him in that day, and hope that he won't need surgery! In the meantime he hasn't been able to go to work...or really do anything but lay in bed. He's being as tough as he can but I've never seen him in so much pain, even walking is painful. He has a brace to keep his arm stable. I had to cut his shirt off of him Friday night and he could barely get his biggest button down shirt on. We took a couple pictures, we have one where it shows both his shoulders so you can really see the difference but I've been instructed not to post that. He didn't even want me to blog about it in the first place because he doesn't want anyone worrying about him. But I am worried so I'm blogging!

Happy Birthday Bubba!

Thursday was Bubba's birthday. I can't believe I have a 5 year old son. It's crazy. Here's some pics of his fun day.
Eating blue pancakes and chocolate milk for breakfast:
My pathetic attempt at cake decorating:
Oh well, at least Bubba liked it!
Blowing out the candles:

After he blew out the candles, Bubba excitedly pulled off his number 5 candle and started licking the frosting off. Trey piped in that he wanted a taste. Bubba nicely handed over the candle, and this was the result:
Yup, Trey took a bite out of it. I had turned around to get some plates and suddenly I hear Bubba screaming, "MOMMY! Trey bit the candle!" I turned around and Trey was just sitting there with his mouth hanging open, with candle chunks in his mouth! After I had him spit them out he said, "Sorry Bubba..." in this sad little voice. It was so funny! Typical Trey.
Bubba still liked his cake though:
All in all it was a successful birthday! I took the day off work to spend the afternoon with him. Usually I make him take a nap, or at least have quiet time in his room because that's when I work, when the kids are napping. But I thought it would be nice to have "special time" with him on his birthday and do whatever he wanted to do. We played Cutes and Ladders, Go Fish, Lucky Ducks, colored, and read books together. It was really nice to spend some one on one time with him.
The next day Josh took Bubba and Trey to see Kung Fu Panda at the dollars, and he loved that too. On Monday we're having a family birthday party at my parents' house, they have a pool and he really wanted a swimming party! Luckily he hasn't asked for a "friend party" yet. Having 10 boys running around my house in a sugar-induced frenzy? I'm putting off that migraine for as long as I can manage it!

Stay tuned for an upcoming post on Josh's jiu jitsu injury last night...with pics.