A quote from my Handsome

Cal has been a tad sick.

He has a head cold.

I feel strongly that in order for someone's body to get better and heal, they need sleep.

Of course, sometimes it's the lack of sleep that is what actually gets us into trouble.

That is exactly what happened to Cal for the last week or so. We have had several late nights, and have not gotten the sleep we need, and Cal came down with his cold.

Last night as we were getting ready for bed, Cal took some NyQuil so that he could get some rest and start getting better.

He climed into bed and said, "I don't really like that medicine, it makes my eyes feel like they need to close!"

I loved it! I laughed and laughed and told him to just let his eyes close and get some sleep!

Ha, ha, ha!

He was actually feeling a bit better this morning.

Burgers?

We don't eat meat at our house.

Cal occasionally does, but I don't, ever.

As far as protein goes, we mostly eat beans, more beans, and fish.

For me, it started out as a decision made for health reasons, and has since turned into much more, so much more.

So, our meals are not the 'meat and potatoes' kind of meals, which makes them very colorful and loaded with veggies.

Something new we tried recently is portobello mushroom burgers.

They are delightfully delicious!


This is the 'teriyaki and pineapple' version!

We marinated our portobellos in teriyaki sauce and baked them, along with the pineapple. After they were done baking, we placed them on whole wheat buns topped with avocados, lettuce, tomato, red onion, a teensy bit of mayo, and mustard.

They were so darn tasty.

Ear Infection

Our puppy has an ear infection.

He has really bad ears, I guess we could put it that way.

Actually, just one really bad ear, the other one is quite delightful and has not caused too much pain for the poor little guy. It's just that mean left ear that causes all the problems.

This is most certainly not his first ear infection and we could only hope that it would be his last, but we know that isn't going to be the case.

Last night he was up, and down, and all around all night long. He was shaking his head, tilting it to and fro and was just plain miserable. I would get up and try to settle him down just to find that as soon as I layed back in bed, he was up and stirring again.

Because we know that he has problems with his ear, we have medicine that flushes his ear out that we normally do every couple days, we especially do it when his ear starts acting up again. I didn't want to do it in the middle of the night last night, because it really gets him in a mood, and then it would have been an even longer night.

I felt so bad for him.

The first words out of my mouth this morning were, "Handsome, this pup is going to the vet today."

I called first thing and they happened to have an appointment for this morning.

We got ready, loaded into the car and headed up to the Vet.

He was taking it pretty easy the first part of the ride.

Then I think he started to get the idea of where we were headed.

Once he had it figured out for sure, he turned around in his seat and would not even look over at me. I think this is the best position he could find to show that he was not happy with what was going on.

As soon as we got there he got plenty of loves from the office staff at our Vet's office, and then me and one of the gals there had to practically drag him, well, I drug him and she pushed him into his room.

When we got in there they put him on the table and took his temperature.

They are always so sweet and offered him several treats to help him not be so scared.

He turned down the treats. The nice helper broke them into pieces to try to get Phil to eat them, but he basically turned up his nose and was trying to not even look at them.


I finally got him to relax a bit, sit down and kind of stop shaking. He still wouldn't eat his treats, but that doesn't mean that he didn't know that they were there...and that is when the drooling started!

The Vet took a few cultures, sent one off to a lab while we waited for the other to tell us what kind of an infection it was.

After only a couple minutes of waiting and an explanation on how to administer the medicine that we were being sent home with, we found out that it was definitely another bad ear infection and we would need to wait another week or so for the other cultures to come back from the lab, to find out what we need to do next.

At the very least, it will be another long round of antibiotics, and at the very worst, it could be a surgery, or maybe even two.

We got back in the car and Phil was completely worn out.

We sure hope that the antibiotics work and that his ear will start to feel all the way better!

Poor little pup!

Happy New Year!

To start off our New Year celebrations, Cal and I had the opportunity to chaperone the first couple hours of the Stake dance for our Stake.

It was fun to get ready to go to a dance. Somehow it felt like old times. I was so looking forward to being there with Cal and to just sit back and watch him dance.

We showed up right on time to get our instructions on how to be a chaperone.

First things first, they kicked us out for being dressed inappropriately. Ha!
Yep, we got sent home to change. Apparently jeans and t-shirts were not allowed!

Who knew?

When we returned, we were dressed appropriately and ready to do some chaperoning!

We didn't have dances like this when we were attending dances. They had rooms throughout the church all decorated with different things to do in them, like a game room, a food room, etc. When we went to dances, we just danced. It was a fun change since we were really only there to be chaperones.

We left the dance at about 10:30 to head over to our traditional 'ring in the new year party' at my Grandma's house. It is always so much fun and something I look forward to as soon as Christmas is over.

Cal got to hold the Santa pinata. This is one of our Happy New Year traditions.

We start with the youngest and work our way up to the oldest, each getting a turn to take a whack at the pinata.

The younger kids kept feeling bad that they were hitting santa, and at one point his face fell off, and we had to stop the whole game to put it back on!

Shortly after the pinata broke, and candy flew everywhere, it was time to start the count down to 2010!

My Grandma passed out Happy New Year hats and all sorts of noise makers so that we could ring in the new year with all sorts of noise.

And that is exactly what we did.





We had a great time ringing in the new year!

Our Christmas

Bread

Right before Christmas I got a cold.

It was a doozy!

It was the kind of cold that just grabs your head and throat and does not let go for several days.

I thought I could tough it out and just hang in there. I was wrong. Two days before Christmas I didn't even go to work. Cal ordered me to stay home and get better for Christmas.

I had been home all day just trying to feel better and actually trying to breath, and not cough, all at the same time.

Cal came home that evening and I did not have any dinner fixed. I hadn't fixed dinner for the two nights before that either.

I really, really love to have dinner ready, or mostly ready, for when Cal comes home. It is one of my favorite things to do, and one teensie way that I feel I can serve my Handsome after he has had a long day at work and away from home.

I love planning our meals, searching out new recipes, writing a list of ingredients, and then picking them out at the store. I just love it.

And I had been slacking. Big time. Like for several weeks, maybe the whole busy month of December. I hadn't planned our meals, I hadn't been grocery shopping, and we most certainly didn't have a fridge full of fresh veggies, fruits and other ingredients that we could combine to make any sort of a dinner. Maybe it was all the hustle and bustle of the Season, I am not sure, but I had not been very good at having our dinners made.

So, for the month of December, we ate out. Quite a bit. Yuck.

That night when Cal got home and I was still just trying to 'not cough'. I was trying to be getting better, for him, for the holiday, for the next several days we were going to have off work. I was trying to not 'feel' sick.

He walked in, kissed me, fed our pup, took him out, and then asked me what I wanted for dinner.

I went over several possible dinner scenarios. We could have soup? We could order in? We could just eat um...leftovers (of which there were none). We went through all the restaurants that were close. He wanted to get me something that I wanted. He asked me again. My answer?

Bread

Yep. Bread. Not a sandwich, not a cracker, not soup, just plain old bread.

I told Cal that I was thinking of the ciabatta type. You know, crusty on the outside and nice and chewy on the inside? Yep, that would do.

Nope, how about just a loaf of bread. I could make toast 'em, post 'em. Yeah, that was it. A loaf of yummy whole wheat bread.

No, the ciabatta. Yep, the ciabatta. I had it decided. I wanted the ciabatta.

No sooner than I made my final decision did he have his shoes on and was kissing me goodbye. I was still on the couch, in my blanket.

After a few minutes, he was home kissing me hello again, and he was carrying the loot!

I took one look inside the bag and realized that not only did Cal get me Ciabatta bread, he also got me an asiago cheese covered french bread loaf, whole wheat naan, and croissants. I am sure this was most of the bread choices at the store that night, a little bit of everything.

I thanked my Handsome, and went in the kitchen and made me some dinner. Bread, complete with butter and grape jelly.

I sat next to him and enjoyed what he brought home to me, his jokes, the discussion of his day away from me, and just snuggling up next to him.

Throughout that night I could not get over how blessed I am.

It wasn't just the bread. It wasn't just the fact that I waited over ten hours to have him walk back into our door, and that as soon as he did, I knew he was waiting those same ten hours just to be able to come back home to me, it was everything.

It is everything.

I am in awe of my Handsome. I feel his love so strong. He shows me daily, makes little sacrifices for me and for us, helps me understand our Heavenly Fathers plan just a little more each day, guides me through hard times, helps me to feel better about things that sometimes I think I can not grasp, makes me smile and laugh, and he loves me, all of me.

That night it was the bread that sparked my feeling of thankfulness for my Handsome. Other days and nights there are other things that bring on those strong feelings of being thankful for him, for my life, for our life together, and for the love that he gives me. I feel so blessed to say that I am reminded daily of how much I love my life.

I feel so blessed that he is the one buying me bread when I am sick. I feel so blessed that he is the one that I get to wait for to walk into our home after hours of being apart. I feel so blessed that he is my Handsome.

So, Handsome?
Thank you for the bread.

Scaredy Cat Pup

Our pup is almost 4 years old.

This means that for almost 4 years, he has lived in our home. Walked around, played, slept, made us laugh, wrestled, cuddled, played and slept some more.

4 whole years.

In all his 4 years, he has never, not even once, walked all the way around our kitchen table.

He just won't do it. He is scared.

Anyone that knows how Phil is, knows that he is a little jumpy, and a bit of a scaredy cat. He likes things to be a certain way, and if they are out of order, he has a problem with it.

He wouldn't do it, that is...until a couple months ago.

We are not quite sure what got into him. Maybe he thinks that he is getting older and can handle really scary things, or maybe he has finally realized that the 'boogie man' does not live in the corner by our kitchen table.

Whatever it was, he is cured.

He now ventures all the way around the table, several times a day. Sometimes even a couple times an hour.

And guess what?Whoot Whoot Phil! Way to go!

5 Year Spark

Last week marked our 5 year anniversary.

Cal always, and by always I mean a lot of the time, likes to ask me questions that take a lot of thought to answer. Some of the questions are totally valid and some are not, but they all normally take some thought. I don't know how he comes up with them, but he does.

We were getting ready for work on our anniversary and he asked me if I could go back to our wedding day, what one piece of advice would I give us.

I thought for a minute, and answered back with a question, the exact same one he just asked me.

Throughout that day I thought about his question. Throughout the day I wondered what one piece of advice I would give us if I could go back to our wedding day. What would I say? What would my answer be?

His question stayed on my mind all day.

That night we went to dinner at Spark in Provo.
It was so nice, we had the whole corner of the restaurant all to ourselves. We talked about how we can't believe it has been five years. We talked about what we remembered from our wedding day. The little things. The memories that are so dear to us that we don't ever want to forget, and that we want to cherish for always.

We had several holiday errands to run after our dinner. Throughout our errands, I wanted to remember how I feel knowing that my Handsome is mine, that we are each others. I want to remember the love that I feel when I glance over and our eyes meet. I will always cherish the feelings of love in our marriage.

After our evening ended, I decided what one piece of advice I would give to us on our wedding day,

It would to be to remember.

Remember how we fell in love, what we love about each other, remember what is important, and what just doesn't matter, remember that above all else, our marriage is what matters most.
Cal's Advice? His advice was, "Don't sweat the small stuff." I feel like our two pieces of advice fit pretty well together.

That same morning as my Handsome was leaving for work, he hugged me, pulled away, looked me square in the eyes and said, "These 5 years have been the best in my life."

Me too Handsome, Me too.
I love you always.

Then and Now

We sure love this puppy!

Pumpkin Seeds

I Like to decorate with pumpkins through Thanksgiving. So, the day after thanksgiving this year we got rid of our pumpkin, but not before we made some roasted pumpkin seeds.

Pumpkin seeds are actually quite nutritious. They are rich in amino acids, high in protein and full of zinc. They also have a bit of fiber if eaten with the shell on.
First you clean the seeds out of the pumpkin and rinse them off. Once they are all clean, you can put them on a baking sheet and dry them in the oven at 300* for about 10 minutes.

Once they have been dried, that is when you add the seasoning. What ever seasonings you like, we just happened to use my Mom's recipe, she made them each year when I was little after we carved our pumpkins for Halloween.

1/2 T worchestershire sauce
1/2 T butter (we used olive oil)
1/2 T Garlic Salt

(the original recipe actually calls for garlic salt, seasonal salt, and celery salt, but I think that is a little much, so we just used some garlic salt for some salty flavor)

We also added about 1 Tablespoon of water as well.

I just poured the seasoning mixture on the pans with the dried pumpkin seeds and mixed them there.

Then we baked them for another 45 minutes, I would however say to only do about 35-40 mins, since ours ended up a little more 'burnt' then I would have liked! ha!

Also, this is what Phil thought of having the pumpkin in the house, rather than on the front porch.

Our Thanksgiving

Famillies Supporting Adoption

On our sidebar, there is a button that will lead you to an awesome site!



In their profile, it states, "Families Supporting Adoption is an organization sponsored by LDS Family Services which advocates a positive view of adoption and provides support to birth parents, adoptive families and all friends of adoption."

This site is filled with facts, articles, links to other adoption websites, stories, examples of adoption, tid-bits to help those that are hoping to adopt, a section that is especially dedicated to birth parents, links to the local FSA Chapters in other areas, and so much more.

This site is an awesome resource and we love it because of it's ability to advocate a positive view of adoption.

Go Cougars!

One of the many perks of Cal's job is that we got tickets to the BYU game!

As soon as we got there we were treated to a lunch in the Cougar Club Tent.
They served us plenty of great eats including a chocolate and a caramel fountain.

It was such a chilly day, but it was so fun to get to sit and enjoy the game and the atmosphere at the stadium.

We played Airforce and we won.




We had such a fun Saturday afternoon enjoying the chilly fall air, the delicious food, the awesome seats we had, and of course the win!

It's about Love

When we started telling people, and even now when we tell people that we are hoping to adopt, they have questions.

They wonder how it works, when will we get a baby, how will we get a baby, what is the process like, what about open adoption, what agency are we working with, will the baby come from Utah, etc.

When we started this process we had the same questions. We wondered the exact same things that we get asked now.

We love to talk about adoption, and we love to answer any questions too.

On the It's about Love website, there is a really neat section that explains things beautifully. This section of the website is kind of geared toward Birth Mothers and Birth Families.

I especially love the section on the Positive language of Adoption.

There are very common misconceptions about adoption, and this section helps dispell some of the myths, and explains how adoptions usually happen now.

I love that there are places like this available, and that they are so accessible and that they are so informative.

There are so many other sections on this website that answer many questions. It is so neat to just look around.

One of the things that we have learned throughout this process is that there is so much to learn, and there is always a place to find an answer.

Phil Loves Basketball

Most days of the week Cal plays baskball in the mornings, but on Thursday Nights he plays basketball in the evening.

He loves it.

He was headed out the door today and left his basketball behind.

Phil waited patiently by the door to see if he was going to come back and get it.

The second he realized that Cal wasn't coming back for a while, that basketball was all his!



I don't think Cal is going to be getting it back anytime soon!

'Little Jack'

We were just reminiscing about 'little Jack'. We came across these pictures and had a fun conversation about Jack's first words and how he said them with that darling inflection in his voice. We talked about how little he is in these pictures, and how big he is now.

We sure miss this guy.
And his little brother.
And his Mom.
And his Dad.

Patiently

This summer while attending an Adoption Conference, we heard mention of an Adoption CD entitled Chosen, it is filled with 'songs of hope' that are 'inspired by Adoption'. We bought it as we left the conference and I have listened to it almost every day since.

One of my favorite songs on this CD is entitled Patiently. I love the words and the music is so beautiful.

Sometimes it is hard to stop wondering, and thinking, and wishing.

Sometimes, it is hard to be patient.

But you know what?

Heavenly Father has a plan. And all we can do is trust in the timing of his plan.

And be patient.

Patiently
Words and Music by Tyler Castleton and Staci Peters

Pacing in the cell of my expectations
I wring my hands and count the sands of time.
So many things I thought would be
Haven't found their way to me
Still I believe
One day I'll see

All that's been promised
All Heaven offers
Everything I could ever need
If not today
Then surely tomorrow
If I can keep the faith
If only I can wait
Patiently

Step by step I'm climbing up this mountain
Some days I fight just to hold my ground.
Two steps forward, one step back
I can't lose time, and I can't lose track
Of the perfect plan
Of Who I am

All that's been promised
All Heaven offers
Everything I could ever need
If not today then surely tomorrow
If I can keep the faith
If only I can wait

For things to run their course
The timing is the Lord's and only
He knows what's in store
And all that's been promised
All heaven offers
Everything I could ever need
If not today then surely tomorrow
If I can keep the faith,
If only I can wait

For all that's been promised
All Heaven offers
Everything I could ever need.

National Adoption Month

November is National Adoption Month.

We have strong testimonies of adoption and want to share a few adoption-esque thoughts, quotes, songs, info, etc. throughout the month.

We love adoption.

One of the best ways that Cal and I like to describe how adoption makes us feel is peaceful.

After months and months of feeling helpless, I remember the extreme peace that came over us when we made our decision to adopt.

Peace. Pure and simple, peace.

Although our little family is still Cal and I, and we have not been part of an adoption story yet, we still have such a love for this process, and will be sharing our love for adoption throughout this month.

Simply Beautiful

Saturday brought such lovely weather and beautiful colors.

So we packed up a lunch and headed over to the picnic tables at Bridal Veil Falls.



It was Simply Beautiful.

10 years ago today...

I remember what I said to you when I asked you.

I remember how you answered me, and waited behind the bushes in my front yard to see my response, and then how you asked me if I was going to invite you in, or not, to have a peanut butter and jam sandwich.

I remember how when I got to your house to pick you up, you were just wearing a tank top, waiting to put on your shirt that matched mine.

I remember how you smelled that night, because it was the same cologne that I kept for you while you were in Honduras. I would sneak a smell every once in a while, just to reminisce.

I remember how you grabbed the handle of the car when I almost wrecked us because just a couple weekends earlier, you had gotten in a little fender bender.

I remember how you opened my door for me, every time.

I remember that smile...and those eyes.

I remember how you danced. Oh, how you dance.

I remember your sincereness and how I knew my feelings for you before this date even happened.

I remember how I felt safe and secure and so trusing the whole night I was with you.

I remember how I wanted so bad for you to give me a kiss that night, but you were such a gentleman and left me with the sweetest hug in the world.

And with that hug, I knew.

I just knew.

Help Me W.A.N.D.A.

Help! Help! Me W.A.N.D.A.!

Our phones have a GPS system. It really is such a neat feature and we actually use it. A lot.

W.A.N.D.A. as 'she' is called has helped us reach many destinations. All we have to do is type in the location, either the address or the name, and she finds it for us, and then tells us step by step how to get there.

She is the kind of 'gal' that interrupts the conversation, and in her all knowing voice announces to, "proceed .5 miles and turn left", or "You are now off track" and then immediately announces that you need to "Make a 'U' turn", and as soon as your 'U' turn has been completed, she happily announces that 'you are now on track'.

'She' knows where everything is.

In fact, the very first time we used W.A.N.D.A., she really saved us. We were up in SLC for the day, watching Jack while Aly was really sick and in the hospital. Cal, Jack and I all got in the car and were headed to McDonalds, Jack's choice. He wanted a McDonalds that had a play place. Easy enough we thought, they are all over the place, and don't all of them have a play place?

Nope. Not all of them.

Ol' W.A.N.D.A. took us to at least three McDonald's that did not have a play place. Three. I was so happy that she knew where more than three were. This is when she got her name. Cal named her. We decided that since she had such a big role in that day, and especially that outing, that she needed a name.

Her name? Well, Cal says he was acting like a politician and inventing the acronym first, then searching for words that fit with it, when he came up with this...

Worldwide And National Directional Assistant.

The other night, we were headed off to watch T.J.'s football game. After stopping for hot coco and a snack, we were on our way. I let W.A.N.D.A. know where we were going and as soon as she got the info, she was letting us know to 'veer left to enter the freeway'.

We exited just as she instructed and headed down a long, dark, cold and scary road. Just as I was starting to question W.A.N.D.A.'s instructions, Cal said, "Do you think that W.A.N.D.A. is going to take us out to an empty field and hurt us?" Ha!

We both agreed that even if that is where she was leading us, we would probably follow her every direction to get us out to that empty field!

She ended up taking us straight to the game, no pit stops, and no scary, dark, empty fields. I am so glad that she got us there, becuase you know what?

We were there to see T.J. make the very last tackle of the game. All. By. himself.

And

Because this is what Cal looked like as we watched that game.


Thank you W.A.N.D.A.!
Thank, Thank you W.A.N.D.A!

Whisked Away

For Me, it all started on a Friday Morning.

Cal told me that he might be coming home late that evening from work. He knew that he had some work coming in to the office that might keep him, and warned me that if he had a new batch of information coming in that he might be late. I was thoroughly disapponted and was preparing for an evening while Cal was at work.

Mid way through the day, I got a text, it was my Handsome letting me know that he did in fact get his information, and would in fact be working late. I was even more disappointed.

Right then and there I gave myself a little pep-talk. When Cal got his job, we knew that during his busy season, he would have some later working nights. Nights where he might not be home for a couple hours after his regular arrival, so, I was just telling myself that it was just the beginning of the busy season and that there would be a couple more nights like this before the years end.

During my pep-talk, I realized another thing...It had been a rushed morning, and I totally forgot to pack Cal a lunch. I shot back a text about how sorry I was that I forgot to get him a lunch that morning and now he was going to be there for dinner. I had planned that I would get dinner after work and make a visit to his office so that he could at least have a nice dinner, and then get back to work.

No sooner than I pressed send on my phone did I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and there was my Handsome. Standing in my cubicle telling me to get my things and we would be on our way.

What?

I was thinking that maybe he decided to just come drop by because he knew that I would be disappointed and sad. I was thinking maybe he just decided to come see me and we could go to lunch and then head back to work.

I finished a few things on my work list for the day and we were off. We got in the car, leaving our other car at my office and headed out for a day of shopping. After visiting several stores, we were hungry and ended up at my favorite, Costa Vida. After I thoroughly enjoyed my fish tacos, and Cal his pork burrito, we were trying to decide where to head to next.

Cal opted to go back to my office to get our other car. As soon as we got there and I got in our other car, I got another text from Cal, it said, "check your calendar".

Our calendars on our phones sync together. Each time Cal enters something, it adds it to my calendar and visa versa. I opened my calendar and it said at 4:00 Check into the Inn at Snowbird. At this point I was following behind My Handsome, I called him on the phone and while talking, he was looking through his rear view mirror, telling me that we were heading to Snowbird to stay the night.

Cal had plans for Phil to be taken care of by my sisters, so we headed home to pack an overnight bag, say bye to the pup, and we were heading up Little Cottonwood Canyon.

Our ride up was beautiful! It started raining the second we got in the canyon, which so happened to be turning all shades of reds, oranges and yellows! It was absolutely perfect.



As soon as we reached The Inn, we headed up to our room to be able to see the view of the thunderstorm better. This was the thunderstorm of all thunderstorms!

Our room had a balcony and there we sat, watching the bright light of the lightening and at almost the exact same second the lightening hit, listening to the claps of the thunder. It was amazing! It was so beautiful, the smells of autumn, the fresh rain, the colors, everything, it was absolutely lovely.


Seriously though, is this not the most beautiful view ever? Our room was right on the edge of the mountain and it was gorgeous!

After the rain slowed down a bit and the sun started to peak out, there was a beautiful rainbow making it's way across the mountain!


Our night consisted of a fancy dinner out, a surprise around every corner, something tucked here, and wrapped up and placed there, relaxing on the balcony watching the stars, snuggled up in a blanket, and drinking hot coco and cider.

While nestled up to Cal's neck, watching shooting stars, listening to a little Jack Johnson, sipping my hot coco, I was thinking that it was perfect. What a perfect day. Then Cal said, "Don't you feel like you are in some type of utopia?" Yes, I do Handsome! Yes. I. do!

Our next morning was full of even more surprises. A fancy breakfast out on a patio, and a lift ride up to the top of Snowbird.





I came to find out that it all started for Cal about a month before when he started to plan how he was going to whisk me away.

It was such a beautiful weekend. One that I loved every second of, one that I will always look back on with such great memories of how Cal planned, kept secret, and then took me into the mountains so that we could just enjoy each other and get away from the world. It was like we were in our own Utopia.

And it was, our own Utopia.

Tug-of-War

Sometimes things get crazy around here!

Especially when Phil wants to play tug-of-war with a toy that he just won't quite let go of!

Work Party List

Today My Grandma turned 81 years old.

It was also her 61st Wedding Anniversary.

Her Birthday wish was a little list.
Written on her 'Work Party List' were things like:

Move the vanity down stairs.
Fix the bolt on the chest
Edge the lawn
Pick the apples on the tree
Hang up Grandpa's Hats

You know, little things that she wanted done.

We all took the opportunity to finish her 'Work Party List' for her Birthday Wish.





After the list was completed and our BBQ was devoured, we gathered around our Grandma and sang her a Happy Birthday Song, complete with harmony!


She blew out the candles on her homemade chocolate cake, and we all enjoyed it with homemade vanilla ice cream.



Happy 81st Birthday Grandma!

Saturday Photos and Feelings