Ken and Jon both celebrated birthdays this past week. Jon turned 12 and Ken... well, let's just say, Ken turned one year older.
Diana and Ken prepared an exquisite spread, as usual. I'm talking bar-b-que spare ribs, marinated shrimp kabobs, baked macaroni and cheese, mozzarella/tomato/basil drizzled with olive oil and sprinkled with herbs, spinach pie, hummus with pita chips, the list goes on and on. I would have beautiful pictures of the food, except I was way too busy eating. Luckily, the flower shot above was taken well before the food came out, or that would have been left to your imagination as well.
We attached Sebastian to a tree in the backyard where the kids were playing. It started out okay. But the kids were having fun... a lot of fun. In fact, too much fun for Sebastian to withstand, and before you knew it, he had somehow houdinied (I think I just made up a word) himself off the cable and he he took off for the hills, with me, Ken, and Dave running behind. Somehow, a neighbor became involved in the sprint and he and Dave were able to corner Sebastian and all was well with the world. Thank you so much Dave and neighbor.
Jon received a remote controlled airplane as a birthday gift, and the kids really enjoyed it, until...
...oh, goodness. Here is Matt up on his father, Jim's shoulders trying to reach the plane and he was soooooo close, but...
not quite close enough and Ken had to get a stick and knock the plane out of the tree.
Good save, gentlemen! Good job, Matt!
No sooner did they get the plane back that it was relaunched...
into a giant oak tree and that was the end of that.
Here is Janie. Isn't she the cutest? She scraped her knee and let me tell you, this child can scream like no other. It's no use trying to distract her, because that ploy only lasts a nano-second. There's no foolin' Janie!
On another note, I bought a new flash recently, and Ben was kind enough to let me experiment on him.
Despite the fact that Ben was a little inebriated, he had enough of his wits about him to make sure that these pictures were going to be deleted.
This is why.
I'm sorry, Ben. Really, really sorry.
But you're just too damn funny!
The kids were still outside playing after it turned dark, but they came in quickly enough when it was time for cake.
We waited patiently while Ken lit the candles. It's a little surprising the smoke alarms didn't go off.
Happy birthday, Ken and Jon!
...and thanks for letting us share your day.
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