Paxton Joseph Steiner!!!

For some reason this video came up here and at the bottom..sorry. My mom taught him to suck his thumb, and the video shows him a little better than the pictures. Pictures of newborns never turn out very well and kind of skew their faces and eyes...

Welp, we had him. On October 13th, I was induced, and finally had Paxton on October 14th at 8:39 am.
Since I am a detail oriented person, it takes me forever to tell stories, so I figure if I just do a bullet list of facts about my labor and delivery, then people won't get bored, it won't be as long, and it won't take as long for me to blog about it....so here we go.

-Went to the hospital at 11:30 on Thursday morning and had my water broken at 12. I was at 2 cm.
-Watched movies with Trevor as they progressively cranked up the pitocin and my contractions got stronger and stronger and more painful and closer together. At about 5 I was dying and they checked me...still at a two. Kill me. So I had to keep enduring. By 7:45 I was maybe crying and wanted an epidural more than anything, but had to wait until the Dr. came to check at 8:30. I luckily was a 3 by then and got that miracle put into my back. I have never been SO grateful for medical professionals and technology. They read me the little precautionary thing about how it could cause paralysis, brain damage, death, etc and asked if I was okay with that. normally that would bother me, but I told them confidently that I was going to die without it and so I was willing to risk it. They finally got it going.
-Baby's heart started to do crazy things at 11 on the monitor, so the nurse as calmly as possible put oxygen mask on me and tried frantically to find the baby's heartbeat with the monitor. They couldn't get it and so they put a scalp monitor in Paxton's head so they would know EXACTLY what his heart rate was at all times. I was up most of the night watching his heart rate on the computer monitor. It kept dipping with contractions after they got it more stable. So all night they progressively cranked the pitocin all the way down until it was off in hopes of getting his heartbeat to regulate again and quit dipping. Oxygen mask went back on everytime it wasn't regular.
-At 4 I was at an 8. Woot!
-At 5 I was having pushing pains (yes, I could feel them, so I started having to push the button for more epidural) quite consistently. They checked and I was at a 10, but still about 95% effaced. So they waited and at 6 I was just about ready to start pushing.
-6:20 am. Trevor was woken up and we started the pushing phase. This was definitely the worst experience of my life. Why don't they show this part on movies? Because it's the worst. Why has no one ever mentioned it? Because it's the worst. The end.
-For 2 1/2 HOURS I had to push. They said with first babies it usually takes 1-2 hours. It was the worst. My epidural had run out and I was feeling a lot of pain. Do I regret it and wish I had had it for the pushing over the contractions? No. I would rather have not felt pain all night like I had it, and feel the baby slowly coming out and then all the way out. But it was the most discomfort and pain I've ever felt probably. The problem is that with pushing, once you start you can't stop. You also don't get a break, at all. Because even if you don't push with every contraction, your body still tries and it's worse than actually pushing. I had to use oxygen in between each pushing time because I was so tired and couldn't breathe very well. Plus, it was very calming for me.
-My dr. got off and a new dr. came in. I met him in all my sweat and glory, and my baby half way down the birth canal. I wanted to kill someone, or at least cry, but held it in. It was awful.
-I FINALLY got the baby crowing and ready to come out. By this time prayer had become my best friend and I was barely sticking it out. By this time my silent suffering was over. This happened on Tuesday during the catheter thing too. There comes a time when I can't keep my thoughts and angry feelings inside any longer and I start letting everyone know exactly how I feel. So this is when my thoughts of killing people, how bad my pain was and where it was, how uncomfortable and tired I was, etc all started spilling out of my mouth. I probably looked AWFUL and delirious. I was.
-The dr. gave me my episiotomy, which I luckily didn't feel thanks to the numbing shots I did feel. Then the baby started to make his debut. He came out very slowly it seemed. I didn't think his head would ever come all the way out, and felt every milimeter of that movement as he slowly came. It was awful. BUT, like I said, I'd rather have done that pain then all night every other minute contractions. His head finally came out and the dr. started saying stupid things like shake his hand and feel his head. I told him no and kept pushing. Then when his shoulders finally made it out, the dr. instructed me to pull the baby out. I was in the most pain and exhaustion I have EVER been in and told him to just pull him out. He wouldn't. Geez louise. So finally I just grabbed Paxton, pulled him out, and up onto my chest where they'd put a towel. Now that I'm done with that awful time, I am glad I got to hold him right then even though he was disgusting and I couldn't keep my eyes open, but it was still weird. I looked at Trev staring at Paxton and he had tears in his eyes. It was SO cute. He's the cutest. But then they took the baby and went to get him a bit cleaned up after Trev cut his cord.
-The dr. then stitched me up. That was gross and not so fun. I felt about half of them because he hadn't numbed the whole area. As he was stitching me up they kept trying to give me the baby. I told them no because I was in so much pain and I was exhausted and wanted to enjoy when I actually got to hold him and look at him. So they asked Trev to come hold him and he told them no thanks. I laughed and told them he is nervous around newborns, so they made him. :)
-I finally got cleaned up and was done with the whole procedure and got to hold the baby. :)

Anyways, there is my first birth experience. It definitely was not fun, but VERY worth it. I didn't think it really was going to be while going through it, but it is. The great thing about our bodies is we can experience BAD pain, but not remember what it felt like afterward. I remember that it was awful, but not the actual pain. I'm grateful for that. So I have pretty much forgotten about it and we just love and adore Paxton! He's a cutie!

SO..here are pictures. Sorry that was STILL so long. Oops.

My friend asked to see a picture of me pregnant. So here I am just before heading to the hospital. I was measuring at 34 weeks.

Me and Paxton the night he was born

Our family!!!

The hospital did a "stork" meal for us with breaded shrimp, steak, a baked potato, little martinelli's, a roll, salad, and cheesecake. It was yummy!

Trev's dad got him a stuffed husky when he was born, so Trev decided to pass on the tradition and went and got this dog for Paxton. And Paxton at one day old!

My last night in the hospital we did a family date night on my bed and watched a movie together. It was fun!

Paxton at home with his jaundice face. :) He had a mild case of it.

Going home from the hospital!

He's just super cute!

I captured a picture of him half smiling. :)

After his first bath at home and in his new pajamas.

Trevor is basically the cutest dad on earth. He LOVES Pax and is SUPER cute with him. Here he is brushing his hair after his bath with so much care.

Just cute...again. And awake.

My mom taught him to suck on his thumb. He LOVED it. He already loves his pacifier too.

Anniversary Number One!

So, before I get to the baby post, I better catch up. Trev and I had our first anniversary on August 6th. :) It was fun. But due to our lack of income, I got creative (which is really hard for me) and I came up with a plan. On our honeymoon we went to Anniversary Inn, which we loved, and said how we'd do that for our 1st anniversary. Little did we know that wedding money runs out and poverty settles in. SO, I thought we could go camping, but that requires too much planning and money for my tastes, so I combined the two ideas. I did our own anniversary inn in our second bedroom, with a camping theme. I worked on it while Trevor worked a few days the week before for a temp agency, and it was a blast. :) I'm very proud of my idea and hard work, so I'm going to show it off, because it was a lot of work and creativity on my part.

The Bathroom...

Our delicious apple juice and cheesecake bars (we got martinelli's and cheesecake at Anniversary Inn, but we don't like Martinelli's much)

The bed/tent and props and wall "murals"

Here we are eating our Ranch Burgers from Artic Circle and our fruit :)

Eating the top of our wedding cake that my mom froze for us..it was pretty good still, just a bit dry.

I know..I look disgusting.

All in all, it was a surprise and success. We are still going strong and love being married. :)

Work

Well folks, I know I never post, and that when I do it's these could-be-lame posts with a lot of work on your part. Well, that's my life right now. I know we have had things happen and we've done fun things with pictures that I really do need to blog about, but I don't currently have time...but I will work on that.

BUT, I do have time to share my homework with you. I pretty much just gained the very great seeds of a testimony of working together as a family and just the value of work altogether by reading these two articles! They are fantastic! Seriously. It made me want to be the best mom and really teach my kids how to work...which Trev has always been way into because he is a very good worker, but not so much me on the other hand. So...just in case you want to be uplifted (ha) and want to gain a testimony of work, here you go! They really are fantastic and about 8 pages each. :) I promise you won't regret it...especially the second one, which is written by Kathleen Slaugh Bahr and Cheri A. Loveless. It's amazing and I now have a lot of ideas for what I want to do as a mom...when it happens in the next 3 WEEKS!!!!!! Holy Smokes! That's all! Which by the way, I WILL take time to blog when that special child gets here! I'm stoked! But here you go! :) ENJOY!!!!
http://speeches.byu.edu/reader/reader.php?id=8830
http://magazine.byu.edu/?act=view&a=151

Character

So, this is going to be one of those posts. Sorry if you don't like these...and it's going to be long too.

So some of you may know, but I'm finishing up my Associate's degree at BYU-Idaho right now before my baby comes, and so I'm taking my last two classes right now. One of which is the final class for the "foundations" classes here (our program of generals...it's unique but amazing). Anyways, it's all about decision making and everyday we do these case studies that get us all to think and then we have a class discussion on why we'd choose what we'd choose in the different situations.

Today we had a case, but it was different than most. It was on the milgram experiment. For those of you who have never heard of this experiment it's an experiment where they have normal people come into a clinic thing, and they are to administer a punishment of an electric shock with each wrong answer. The voltage of the shock increases with each wrong answer, all the way up to 450 volts, which is way past lethal. They really aren't shocking the person they met earlier, but hear a CD recording around 215 volts of the "learner" screech and beg to be let out of the chair that they saw the "learner" get strapped into. The study is all about if the person will be obedient to authority over stopping the pain of the "learner". The results of the study (which has been done MANY times with all sorts of groups-ex: All men, all women, different ethnicities, etc) are always around 70% of the participants going all the way to the 450 voltage, because the "scientist" that is monitoring them tells them to keep on with the experiment even when they have heard the "learner" scream and then go silent and stop responding to the questions (which counts as wrong and gets a punishment) making them think the person is dead or at least unconscious. Only 30% of the participants will stop the experiment despite what the "scientist" says.  (I hope this made sense, but if not you can always look it up and read about it or youtube it).

It's a sick experiment, in my opinion, but poses an interesting question in everyone's mind of whether or not they would be one of the 30% or the 70%.

My teacher was sent to observe this case study being done in a class at Harvard with their business students when he was putting this class together. He said they came to the conclusion that "situation trumps character". My teacher talked about how this bothered him and other faculty who with him observing, and that he came to the new conclusion that "situation trumps WEAK character". For our homework this past weekend we were supposed to read a talk by Elder Bednar (which I highly recommend you read....HERE) where he discusses his findings on the character of Christ, upon hearing Elder Maxwell say in a talk that "There would have been no Atonement except for the character of Christ." It's a VERY interesting talk that has already changed my life and way of thinking. I guess I have just never really thought about what character truly is and how of course Christ showed us a perfect example of character.

ANYWAYS, why am I sharing this? Because the 70 minutes in class today has really caused me to think and so I want to share it, because I think it's fascinating and very inspiring.

This case lead to a discussion of how the 30% had strong character and that's why they were able to resist the reasons for being one of the 70%. (I really hope this isn't super confusing what I'm talking about...). We were talking about how to develop character, and the thing we focused on was how to take responsibility for your own actions, and not reason that it will be someone else's responsibility. This should be true in any situation, not just when "administering" lethal volts of electricity even when it seems it will be on the "scientist's" heads.

We were discussing how a key to taking responsibility for our own actions is that we make our own choices and that requires us to decide beforehand how we will respond in different situations. One kid gave the example of pornography. If you make a strong decision beforehand that you will turn from pornography, then the situation (when it comes) won't "trump" you. So THEN my teacher showed us this video about Ted Bundy. Watch it HERE. This doesn't have tons to do with character, but it does with what we were talking about with making a decision beforehand. This made me think too. 

Anyways, before we started into this whole thing, we watched this video on Rick and Dick Hoyt, who I'm sure many of you have heard of, but here is one of the many videos about them that we watched. The story, for those of you that don't know, is about a father (Dick) and his son (Rick). Rick is about 40 now, but he was born with the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck which caused severe paralysis, but his mind is still active and well. Anyways, they got him a plate thing for by his head that he can use somehow by tapping it with his head to spell words on a computer screen and communicate to his parents. He told his dad around age 20 that he wanted them to run a triathlon or marathon, which his dad agreed to despite being way out of shape and his lifestyle. They did it and have now run hundreds of marathons together and done the Ironman and other triathlons. Anyways, I've seen a video about them before, but it makes me cry every time, it's SO touching. You can watch it (HERE!). This made me think about parents and how awesome they are, and how much character they have.

For example, yesterday at church, at the beginning of sacrament meeting, this deacon went up on the stage where the bishop asked him to do something. The deacon came to the back and started attempting to shut the curtains that were mostly shut, but needed to be shut all the way. Anyways, he was trying but was so little and so Trev went back to help him after the opening prayer. Trev  said the boy had them shut but someone on the other side was messing with them and kept causing it to come open again. Anyways, this little boy, after Trev and him got them closed finally, went up to sit with the other deacons to pass the sacrament, but I saw him wiping away tears. Trev and I love his family (we watch them during sacrament) and think he's adorable. My heart hurt watching him cry about it and we knew he was supposed to be the first youth speaker that day. I was watching him a bit later as he was passing sacrament and I could tell he had been crying and looked like he was still struggling. While he was waiting in the line after passing, to go back to the table up front, I saw his dad turn in their bench and mouth to him if he was okay. The little boy burst into uncontrollable tears. I felt SO bad for him. Anyways, he finished with the sacrament and went to his bench to talk to his dad and was bawling. The bishopric wasn't sure what to do, it was obvious, but they finally just announced the program without him in it. The dad and boy left the chapel and went outside. I saw them for the majority of the rest of sacrament meeting walking around the building outside talking. I was so impressed by this because even though Sacrament is very important, this dad took the time and went with his son and listened and comforted him. They came in later and sat down with their family and that was it.

It's situations like this that keep coming to my mind after learning about character. As I'm typing this I saw a dad come with his son in a wheelchair to circle the track on campus. There are so many good people out there who make me want to become something more than I am. This whole idea of character that Elder Bednar addressed is so interesting, and much larger than I ever imagined, but with examples all around us, including Christ's example, it makes me want to do my best to get there.

Anyways, these are my thoughts, and testimony I guess. This class has caused me to ponder and to really take a look at myself. My teacher for the last two minutes of class had us do something. Since we are going to be able to make good decisions when we remember Christ always, which requires us to have the Holy Ghost with us, he challenged us to have good media in our lives so that it can be with us always. He had us listen to him play a fancy rendition of a hymn and pull out a piece of paper to write something down of how to change/strengthen our character starting TODAY. He wanted to show us that the Spirit really will whisper to us if we will ask, be in a wholesome environment (with good music/media), and listen. So that's my challenge. I have found a pretty song you can listen to. So, why not try? But you have to be sincere. And with asking, you have to intend to ACT on what the Spirit whispers to you. I tried it and I know what I am to do and intend to do it. So grab a paper and pencil and take the minute or two it will take and then act. :) Here is the song..."Redeemer" by: Paul Cardall.

Sorry this was so long, but I hope you got something out of this experience as well. :)

A Fun Filled Weekend!

So, Trevor finally got done with his 10 week internship, and so now our weekends are more open. On Trev's second to last day of his internship, he was driving to Idaho Falls with his brother and his wife, and were listening to the radio. Craig has the radio station on speed dial so he can call and participate in the "Battle of the Sexes" game show every morning. That morning, they were waiting for a guy to call to play, so Craig speedily called and handed it to Trevor. Trevor then proceeded to play against some girl on the radio, and ended up winning. He won four tickets to the local minor league baseball teams game for that Friday night, June 24. The Idaho Falls Chukars were going up against the Utah Orem Owls. Haha. We were excited. Trev of course invited Craig and Kylie to come along, because we were due for a date with them, and because it was thanks to them this was even happening.
Here are some pictures of us at the game....(P.S. The Orem Owls won...not that we were there to see the whole thing..)

Here are all of us watching...

Me and Trev, with proof of the actual game...

Craig and Kylie...the little cuties. :)

So then, after the game, we stayed the weekend at Trevor's parent's house, because we had a fun filled Saturday planned with his brother Rich.
We went to Warm River, where Trevor got to go fly fishing for the first time this year (He was more than excited), and everyone got to go floating down the river (minus me and Trev) (and Rich and Trev's dad who were biking):

Trev fishing...

Trev caught fish. One white fish (which are really gross, so he sent it back into the water) and one trout, which he was going to keep, but he couldn't get a very good hold on it before it broke the line and swam away. But here he is with the trout....

And here are Craig and Kylie as they are floating past Trevor...

Then, after getting back from Warm River, which was a blast, and where I got burned bad, we ate and went to Sound of Music (a community put-on musical in I.F.) with Sara (Trev's sister-in-law) as Maria and Brad (Trev's brother) as a dancer/chorus member. It was AMAZING, and Sara did an astounding job as Maria. This wasn't unexpected, esp. seeing Sara has almost the same personality as Maria, so it was perfect!

Here are Trev and I with Sara and Brad (dressed as a Nazi...just saying) afterwards....(sorry it's blurry)

And here is the whole crew...
(Back Row (L-R): Trev's step-grandpa Joey, Stacy, Kylie, Craig, Farrell, Brad, Sara, Rich, and Taushalyn;
Front: Trev's grandma, Trev, and Me)

It was great fun! We had a great weekend, with great people, and great food. :) And it was followed by another great weekend in Utah visiting my family. :)

I would like to apologize...

Okay, this is evidence that I don't think before I say, and I need to say sorry for my rude actions. In my last post, I said an unkind comment about Idaho and I want to apologize for any hurt feelings I caused. I'm really sorry for saying what I did, because Idaho truly has some of the best people I have ever met in my life, and I am grateful to be here going to school and to be meeting so many of those people. So if you happen to know what I'm talking about, please disregard it. Idaho is a wonderful place!! :)

Sincerely, Kaylee

Our new apt and life

So...we moved. It was really good. Trevor's old roommate who now lives across the parking lot from us, has a truck and helped us move, along with the helping hands of his dad and brother who were in town visiting. Then, of course, Craig and Kylie came and helped, because they are just amazing people like that. We like them. But Trev and I stayed up till 1 am the night before cleaning as much as we could, getting the bathroom and kitchen done, and packing as  much as we could. So the next day, when we took another car load over to the place and lead Spencer and everyone back to our old apt, it only took two more hours to get everything out and to our new apt. We appreciate the help we got. It was an answer to our prayers, seriously. But, we are all moved in now, and I deep cleaned the apt the other day, so it's still pretty clean, so here are some pictures.....

Here is our living room. Minor complaint? There is no light in the entire room. It's slightly annoying. Oh well, because let's be honest. When I'm home, I like natural light, and watching cute children play behind our apt. (creepy I know, but I think they're too cute to let such opportunities pass by..) And another thing, I know what you are all thinking, wow, couldn't she have cleaned up a little bit? well, I asked myself the same thing, and to be honest, I couldn't have. Why? I don't know, I just couldn't have.

Here is our "dining room". It looks bigger in this picture than it really is.

Here is the awkward 2 foot tall opening between the kitchen and living room. Haha. It really is pretty pointless, besides that it allows us to hear each other better when in different areas.

This is our front closet, that we have turned into a pantry. We like it.

Here is the kitchen. Again, the dishwasher. But with this one, I definitely could have closed it before the picture, but didn't think about it, till now.

This is Paxton's (our baby...that is what we are thinking we will be naming him...) soon to be room. It's a work in progress, and a storage room.

Here is our bedroom.

And our bathroom...with our cute shower curtain. :)

So that's it. I didn't take an outside picture. Sorry. For those of you wondering why I just posted all these pictures, I just did. I figure no one will ever see it unless I do.

Anyways, I just came across these little beauties as well. At our old apt, since we had a long drive, we never went home unless we were absolutely done for the day, and would usually get home for dinner around eight or eight thirty, on a good night. Our weekends were the same. So, we hardly ever had date nights, except to watch one or two episodes of Cosby Show on Youtube...we are almost through the third season. :) I craved popcorn lots, so we looked up a recipe for kettle corn, and this here are some pictures of our date the second time we attempted this treat, and the second time we attempted my dad's yummy chocolate milkshake.

Okay..I look like a ninny in this picture, whatever.

We decided to try food coloring the popcorn this time...we liked it both white and blue. :)

The yummy treats, up close and personal.

And here we are, just as happy as can be.

P.s. I'm just going to share these recipes, because I personally think they are delicious, and highly desirable.

Kettle Corn: (from allrecipes.com)

• 1/4 cup vegetable oil
• 1/4 cup white sugar
• 1/2 cup unpopped popcorn kernels

1. Heat the vegetable oil in a large pot over medium heat. Once hot, stir in the sugar and popcorn. Cover, and shake the pot constantly to keep the sugar from burning. Once the popping has slowed to once every 2 to 3 seconds, remove the pot from the heat and continue to shake for a few minutes until the popping has stopped. Pour into a large bowl, and allow to cool, stirring occasionally to break up large clumps. 

Chocolate Milkshakes (From my father):
1 tray of milk cubes (just a warning, they look disgusting when you make them, but are delicious in this)
Some milk
Some chocolate syrup or chocolate milk powder
Sugar if you feel it needs it
1 tsp vanilla

Mix it all in a blender until smooth. Sorry there aren't exact measurements, it's delicious though.

But, one more thing. So many people have told me they want to see pictures of my stomach. Until about 3 days ago though, I looked fat, not pregnant. So, now that my stomach popped out, I suppose I will share. Here is one picture showing my stomach (I'm 23 1/2 weeks along).

That's it.

We were wrong....

Well, yesterday was the day I've been looking forward to for a LONG time. We got to see our little baby and know what gender it will be.
It's a BOY!!!!
I am so so excited! Really I am. But, it was so funny, because we totally were convinced he was going to be a girl. So we're sitting there at the doctor and she's trying hard to get him to uncurl out of a ball so she can see his special parts, and asks what we think he will be. Well, we go off about how we think he's a girl, blah, blah, blah and how we already have a name for "her"...haha. And suddenly he unraveled out of a ball and there he was, as plain as day. A boy. Hahahaha. We were humbled.
We are so so excited though!!!! I still am trying to switch my mentality of girl to boy and realize that it really is possible for a little boy to grow in me and not just little girls. So wierd. We were a bit disappointed cuz they tried for about 30-40 minutes to get him to show his face, which he had against snuggled up against the placenta the entire time so they could get a 3D picture of his face, but nope. He wouldn't show more than half of it, which also had the cord running in front of it. So we are excited to someday see his face and we can hardly wait for him to come!! Only 20 1/2 more weeks! :)

Trevor is 24!!!! Oh...and we moved...

Welp, May 10th was a big day at our house...Trev turned 24. He's old. BUT...since we are both so insanely busy this semester we decided it'd be best if we did his birthday celebration on Sunday, the 8th. So we did. I made Chicken Cafe Rio salads and this cake for him with cream cheese pudding, whipped cream, and a broken candybar. It was yummy. But before we get to pictures of the party...we moved. We moved to Lyman, ID. Yep. I know it's hard to believe, but it gets smaller than Rexburg here folks. In fact, I'm pretty sure Lyman is like population 40...but who's counting? Not us. We actually really really like it out here though, besides that it's approx. 7 1/2 miles from campus and costs a lot for gas. But it's fun being out in the middle of the fields and living on a dirt road. So here are some pictures of the outside of it...

Just a view from the front yard....


And the view from the same spot of our neighbors "across the street" (of course that term is being used lightly in this case...)

And just to demonstrate what our life is like out here in the country....last weekend we saw our landlords and their kids walking out in the sprinkling rain and were wondering what they were doing. Then we saw it....the cows of the people "across the street" had gotten out and were on their front lawn. Haha. So the Hunt's were going to go get them back into the fenced part where they belonged. It was funny.

The great thing about our neighbors "across the street" though? Their super cute puppies that come sit at our front door to visit sometimes...

They are so cute, but not for long. For reals, I don't even have to see the mom up close to know they have one ugly future ahead of them. But that's okay...because we won't be here for it. We like them now. :)

Now for the inside of the apartment...um...never took pictures of it. It's really not important. It's really nice though and is upstairs. our landlords live in the basement. Weird, but nice that we are upstairs for once. We moved here the last day of April, and are moving away in two weeks. We've been waiting to get into a subsidized apartment and just got in, of course. So we'll be moving after we go visit my family in Utah and we are excited to not have to drive so far to school. But we will miss the nice quiet life out here.

Now for Trev's b-day party pics. Keep in mind I woke him up from a nap for this ordeal. I know. He wasn't anxiously awaiting this special party with one guest. Rude. But here they are...

Trev at dinner!!! (p.s. THIS one was before the nap..) It was delicious! Thank goodness I got the cookbook my sister put together two days before so this dinner was possible....

Here's the both of us at dinner...p.s. I got a haircut. Haha. It's...different. But I'm starting to like it at least half of the time. Which is an improvement.

Then here is Trev blowing his candles (matches) out.

And here is the birthday boy getting the game he made me buy him when we found it at WalMart. It's "boxers and briefs" and is a much better rendition of apples to apples. He played it years ago and tried finding it for a while and only found it on ebay for hundreds of dollars. but we found it for eight dollars at walmart. yay!

And this one is to serve him right for not smiling...I warned him it would be viewed publicly....

So there you go. It was a hoppin' party. :)