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Feliz Cumpleanos Mateo...

Tomorrow (the 18th) is Matt's birthday, but since he'll be at a softball tournament all day (coaching all day in beautiful weather...ahhhh) we decided to open presents tonight. Lyla liked this idea :-)

These pictures are all out of order and I didn't have the brain power (read: motivation, care, etc.) to take the time to put them in chronological order.

Making sure the envelope can stand up to the toughest of challenges.
What is this?
(Please, if you remember the chef in The Little Mermaid,
say it like he does when he finds Sebastian...what eez thees? No reason, it's just
more fun that way.)
Post-presents with a post-amused Lyla. (And a post-laundry, misplaced basket.)
Super excited about the talented work of a certain Barbara Morris (aka, craft queen;
aka, my tall mom). He loved it! (Matt likes quilts and the history and
love that goes into them. This was made by
someone who we love, love, love. Enough said.)

Ready to stop smiling because the camera (which we're still borrowing -
thanks Michelle!) has a pretty bad delay.
A freeze-dried ice cream sandwich? Yes!!!
New shirts, which were unfortunately much too short.
Lyla: who cares what's inside the bag, give me the paper!
Reading the first card. It was a Valentines day card. (I forgot to give it to him.
Can you tell what an exciting Valentine's day we had?)
Happy birthday to my crazy, fun, sweet, compassionate, strong-willed, type-A, mushball of a daddy husband. I love you!!!

Comments

  1. AutumnFebruary 20, 2011 at 7:45 PM

    Happy late b-day Matt! Can't believe how big little Lyla is getting! Soooo cute!

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