Birthday Birthday.

Bill and Lynnea share the same Birthday. How cool is that?

We wished Lynnea a happy day on Sunday during our video chat,

then yesterday (BIRTHDAY day) I drove her card to the post office and popped it into the delivery bin to be sent on it's way today.

(Ohhhhh, I had good intentions of mailing that little baby last Wednesday.)

We called and sang a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday on her voice mail late last night.

Happy 25th, sweet girl!

We love you!

Bill and I both worked yesterday while Shi and Mar stayed home for the holiday.

The girls met me at the salon at the end of my work day and we ran a few select errands to prepare for the big celebration that evening.

Sports Authority

Target

Papa Murphys

Then we headed home to bake a cake, cook a pizza, and decorate.

 Tradition: stuffed pizza. Bill's fave. I can barely eat one slice.

 Mar and Shi decided to do a Denver Broncos theme - can you see it?

Of course, we went with the use-what-you-have party decor.

 Awkward hands pic.

 Mar was determined to get her dad a gift completely from her (no group involved).

She found him an awesome manly lunch box (on clearance - no more girly byo lunchbag), and she filled it up with chocolate candies and a few extras. I love this cute picture she whipped up in no time:

She lamented not having photoshop for a nice crop job, but I think it still looks awesome.

I'm pretty sure Bill liked his other gifts, too:

 A collared Broncos shirt for work, and a Championship tee for casual wear.

(NO. We did not catch the game on Sunday. We DID attend our church meetings. Bill didn't even know who had won until he got home around 6:30pm. We are, however, thrilled with the outcome of the game.)

We invited the Weeds over to help celebrate (and eat cake!)

 I didn't have time for the traditional German Chocolate cake this year, so I opted for my version of Crash Cake.
Quick, easy, and yummy.

 Yes. There are 48 candles on that cake.

After the celebration, family scriptures, and prayer, Bill got a haircut. A simple request, right?
He's needed one for a good month! It's the least I could do.

I realized today that I had inadvertently forgotten another little gift I had purchased for Bill.

A shoe horn. I gave it to him this morning.

He was delighted.

He's wanted one ever since he got a new pair of shoes for Christmas.

Happy 48th, Bill Bill!

We love you!