In which we have cake. (and photos)

The new keyboard metronome has karaoke! Rock on!



Bright and early Sunday morning. There was some of this...


That went underneath this...


And there was some of this...


That went into this...


That went on like this...


Because this...


Turned 17! Now if only he would get off of F@ceB00k and enjoy the festivities.

I married his dad when he was four years old. I have had some tough times dealing with his mother (don't get me started) (seriously), but I only have to deal with her for one more year. But, you know what? I wouldn't trade these past 13 years.

Happy Birthday Shorty! I love you.