(Later that night: Eating leftover Father’s Day ice cream cake and lounging on the “new” loveseat.)

After a crazy long work week Jon drove down to St. George with his Dad to pick the children and I up from my parents house (visiting/helping out for several days), and also pick up our new to us couches.

Not the most fun way to spend his birthday. Forking over a chunk of change and then having to do all the work getting them home.

But my Mom did insist on having a mini super fast “party” for her favorite child. She had my Dad and I throw a birthday meal together, then she and Dad ran out to get Jon a birthday pie (Croshaw’s Apple). She couldn’t not celebrate (he’s really really the favorite). She even got him a balloon (mostly for the children). We ate, sang, Jon and the children blew out candles, then we left to get the couches.

Although it was a ton of work (took a couple hours to clean it up nice AFTER getting them home) Jon was very happy to be able to sit on something that wasn’t literally falling apart on his birthday.

So HAPPY HAPPY BIRHTDAY JON!!!! We LOVE you more than we can say.

MUAH!