you say it's your birthday...

or at least it was. the 7th was brent's birthday. and the superbowl. so we got to celebrate double. tyler, jessica, kyle, stacey, and londyn all came over to eat junk food and cake. pizza, wings, chips. ugh. junk food overload.



i attempted to make an amazing cake for brent. and failed. so i just did a quick job of making a "football field." brent said it was awesome. but he has to since we live together. he wouldn't be able to escape my wrath if he said it sucked. just kidding.
i'm pretty bummed because i missed out on recording everyone singing happy birthday to brent. because i do mean everybody. mary was very happily singing "happy to you daddy" but i was so busy holding the cake i couldn't do both. i did, however, get a video of mary helping daddy blow out the candles. so not a total loss then.

mary was doing her best to distract from the game. she wanted all the attention on her, and honestly succeeded quite often. probably because she did this:
sorry i've been a little fail at posting lately. i'll be better.