Wednesday, June 30, 2010

What? Like you didn't eat donuts in labor?







28 years ago today ,I was lying in a hospital bed,barfing up a chocolate cream filled donut and begging for an epidural.


No dice on the epidural.


But I did get this adorable, dimple faced baby boy.













My middle son .What an awesome boy.













They grow up sooo fast . (sniff)


Happy Birthday Ian!


Love you so much!!!

Mom






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The yard sale pile continues to grow......












and good riddance.















One more room down! Woo hoo!













make that two more down! Yeehaw!












All this work tires out my supervisors.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Yes, Happy Birthday Ian! Is that a bird cage I see in the background? Why did you buy it in the first place, knuckhead? We got up yest 6am, grabbed coffee on our way out. Got to friends house by 7am and picked blueberries until 1115a !! I took a short nap, then worked on freezing blueberries and canning 13 quarts of tomatoes until 1 (repeat, one) am.... I'll never survive this garden season! aj

SOUL said...

i snagged the birdcage as i swooped in for a nap ! :))

yo poops -- go see the chubby bunnies on my blog :)) and a few pix -- more comin as i recover.

happy birthday to ian.. awww.

love me-

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Ian. Now all this time I thought Ian was the youngest son and this Ian looks like #2 son. I am confused. I know there is Wes, then Ian. What is the name of #3 son? Tell me and I will eventually get it straight. Or maybe Ian is #3 son, then what is the name of #2 son? Who's on first? No, Who is not on first, Who plays second base. G5

Corie said...

Your kitchen looks so huge!!! Look at the size of that garganuan sized American fridge!!!! Color me very jealous.....

Anonymous said...

Wes is the eldest, then Ian, Logan is the youngest. aj

Vicki says said...

I can't friggin believe it....the bird cage...that way bitchen jewerly box...and of course them monkeys in the spare room....what else did you not telll me about....hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Love ya which bag....oh and any good cook books you told me no....