I'm 37 Years Old!

Well, I'm not, but Steve is (as of last Thursday)! We started his birthday getting Joey settled into bed around 12:15 AM after spending the afternoon/evening at St. Vincent's Pediatric ER. Thankfully, Joey seems to be fine now (after Xrays, CT scans, appendicitis and aneurysm scares). Now, we just have to get caught up on sleep (which is especially hard for a kid who normally gets at least 10 hours of sleep at night and can't sleep past 7!).

On Steve's birthday morning, Tim distracted him while I quickly wrapped his presents (that's what I was going to do the night before but instead got to hang out in the ER convincing Joey an IV isn't the end of the world). Tim informed Steve that he had better get moving if he wanted to open his presents before going to work. Tim then told him that his present wasn't a Wii! Steve did all he could not to crack up at this. So, he was quite happy to officially open the Wii (a gift from the three of us and Grandma D). Luckily, while the boys and I went to Joey's follow up doctor's visit in the afternoon, Steve got the Wii set up so they could all play while we waited for the Grandparents to come over.

That night we had a BBQ, some more present opening and some birthday cake. It was a little windy so it took everyone's help getting the candles lit (and there were so many candles to light!).

After everyone went home and the boys were in bed, Steve even got me to play Wii tennis and bowling. I realized that I get way to into this (no, you don't have to jump to serve the ball in Wii tennis) and thankfully I can't quite reach ceiling lights unless I jump really high. My tennis arm was sure sore the next day. I think I may have to admit that this Wii-thing is kind of fun.
-Holly