.31 on the 31st

This handsome husband of mine finally had his golden birthday... I say finally because, if my calculations serve me correctly, this is the latest in life that anyone could possibly have a golden birthday--at the ripe old age of 31.

Right? Please tell me if I'm wrong here people.

We celebrated by going out to lunch/dinner at The Keg with most of the family (thanks to a giftcard we got from Air's Grandma a while ago. Thank you Grandma, it was delicious!)

Mom and Dad gave Aaron 'Chocolate Scrabble'. They must have heard that Air and I have been playing Scrabble a lot lately. And that we love chocolate. I can't wait to eat play this. (thanks again Mom and Dad!)

 

Air got a free slice of cake, and only after we had passed it around the table and each took a big bite did we realize that it was mocha flavored... as in, it has coffee in it?? hahaha Oops. But um, yum.

We headed over to the new chapel in Beaumont for some cake and badminton.

I made Air his usual favorite: angel food with lemon icing

Air has been so sick for so long. I can only imagine how it must feel for someone who has always been so obsessed with sports to have to go without for forever. His birthday party of choice was to just go to the church gym and play badminton and basketball for as long as his body would let him. 

He did pretty well, and slept for the following two days straight! haha

We all had soooo much fun. Grandpa brought his remote control helicopters to show Ames too. Awesome.

Us girls mostly hung out on the stage and played with the babies. So many cute babies around here...

I have a feeling we'll be doing this a lot more often now. Winter is dragging on these days.

Dear Aaron,

I just wanted to formally tell you how thankful I am to have you as my personal chef, baby daddy, therapist, teacher, entertainer, IT specialist, gospel expert, mechanic, home renovation contractor, massage therapist, patriarch, sounding board, babysitter, untangler of Ames's hair, artist, hair cutting guinea pig, reacher of tall shelves, opener of tight lids, killer of spiders, bringer of the bacon, my lovah, and my husband. I seriously couldn't have asked for a better man to have for the rest of eternity. I am so lucky. I love you forever. 88888888888888888888888888

And while I'm on the subject (if anyone's made it this far and still reading), I figure I should document that Air is still seeing doctors consistently and doing tests to figure out whats wrong with him. He had another MRI on his brain a few weeks ago, we're waiting for the results. He just did a 'barium swallow' and are still waiting for results. This week we finally booked a surgery for his colon on April 10th. We are hopeful that this will help him a lot and be worth the pain and recovery time that we know is coming from this. Thank you all for your prayers and support. You are awesome!

Happy Birthday Air!