Not My Party, But I Cried

Yesterday was my brother in law's birthday.  None of you really care about that and I'm not going to write a post about all the great things about him or anything.  Boring.

We threw an Avengers themed party for him because he'd never had an awesome party with decorations and we're weird.

There were a few presents, but the best came from this guy.

He is very open with his emotions.

So a few days ago Billy (that's my brother in law) dropped his iPhone and broke it.  Boo.

I made him try on clothes and ask his mom's opinion.  He hates shopping. 

And Gabe thought of a brilliant birthday present.  He gathered up all the money he'd gotten for losing a tooth and a few other things (about 24 dollars) and put it in an envelope.  And gave the whole thing to his daddy to replace his phone so he wouldn't be sad. 

Started football three weeks late and still the best on his team (not an exaggeration). 

I'm a sap and I had a few tears. Billy told him he was entrusting the money to the Bank of Gabe so they could go do a fun boy activity sometime. 

Yes, he is enjoying shark week. 

What a precious kid. 

Home

Hey, guys, I'm home.  I don't have a lot to update you on.  I'm busy spending my time with beautiful children, my new lab mix puppy (London), and perhaps most importantly, my momma.  And, of course, the Olympics.

Oh, and I've started selling cupcakes.  People are raving over them.  Right now I'm doing $15 a dozen and people aren't even blinking an eye.  To be fair, they are damn good cupcakes.  My most popular flavors are definitely my version of "Better Than Whatever" and Raspberry Lemonade (which have been tweaked since I made them in Utah).

I'm still jobless, but I remain hopeful.  I didn't get last year's job until the week school started.  In good news, my test scores seem to be good. (Virginia requires two additional tests in addition to the Praxis test I had to take to get licensed in Utah).  I needed a minimum of 470 (out of 600) on this test called the VCLA and I got 581.  Yeah, I'm bragging.  Booyah.

Look at my dog.