Mike's birthday was over the weekend, and even though we're headed to Vegas next weekend to properly celebrate, we hosted a party this past Friday night also. Something you should know about us, we love a good party, and we are of the mindset that the more is always the merrier.
Here's a picture of me line dancing in the garage toward the end of the night -- after my sweet boy was fast asleep at his grandparent's house, rest assured.
Here's Kristie and me, too.
And, here's one of Mike's best friends, Trent, and he's also one of my favorite people. He's hilarious, and, what's more, he loves my kid (and my kid loves him). That's about all it takes for me to be your biggest fan, you should know.
Ooh, that's definitely water in that shot glass. I like to rehydrate in small doses. Uh-huh, yeah.
Before Kyle headed out, he partied as best he could. He even wore his rock 'n' roll hat for the occasion:
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The day after the party, we celebrated Mike's birthday as a family at one of his favorite area restaurants. It was Kyle's first time in a high chair! Well, an out-of-the-house high chair, and I know that seems odd -- he's 8 months old already -- but there just hadn't been a need until now, funny enough.
I was very proud, like the pathetic mom I am.
We had a great weekend, and the only damper on the whole birthday celebration has been that now we're both sick. Kyle's in quarantine at his grandparent's, so he doesn't get what we both have, and Mike is laid out on the couch whining about a long list of things, including the weather, his aches, Cheez-Its and poker.
But, look, pantsless soccer!
That cheers me up a little, definitely.