Thirteen

And so it begins.

Happy birthday, to my dear eldest son.

We're blessed to know you.

Getting Crafty: Birthday Crowns

My niece and nephew (from two separate families, my brother and my sister) were both turning one this month, and I had promised both of their moms that my gift to them would be a birthday crown.  We had seen them at a craft show back in the winter and I considered buying them, but I'm so glad I didn't.  By making them myself I saved a lot of money and had so much fun designing and creating them for these two little loves.  They're made from felt with a layer of batting in between two layers, and mostly sewn with hand-stitches with embroidery floss.  The numbers have velcro on the back so they can be changed for each birthday year.


For my niece:

For my nephew:

Happy Birthday Peyton!

 the birthday boy, the brothers, and a last-minute friend guest

 the light saber cake

the decorations (by Blake and Owen), me mopping in my apron at the last minute, grandpa,

and proof that I need to double check the result when I ask that someone get a picture of the decorations.

Happy 8th Birthday, Sweet Peyton!!

Another Year

Dear Mr. Smith,

I would like to take this opportunity to say...

Happy Birthday!

It's weird getting old, isn't it? I know.

Thank you for spending your special day working your pants off for your family.

Thank you for being born on such a beautiful day, and for appreciating that you'll forever celebrate your birthday at Mass.

Thank you for being you, the best husband and father, ever.

I will try my best to keep the children from calling you Old Man when they see you.

No Promises,
Mrs. Smith