Kai’s Birthday Bash

Today is Kai’s eighth birthday, that means Eric and Steph are about to celebrate their ninth anniversary! Wow how time does fly. Isn’t this the absolute best winter birthday cake you ever did see? I would want one even in August! Patty Mor Mor, Kai’s other grandmother, makes the absolute best cakes ever! Not only are they a work of art but they are simply the best tasting cakes, hands down, bar none!


All of these pictures are taken by my oldest daughter, Stephanie, Kai’s mom, Aksel’s mom too, but it is Kai’s birthday. I had left my camera at home but oddly enough my computer was only four doors down from Steph’s house, at Mike and Rebecca’s all weekend, so I downloaded from her card before we headed back out to the farm.

The afternoon festivities began with a little bowling for everyone! We were running a little late but that was okay because we ended up with more folks than two lanes can handle. But sweetly Pattikins and Pop feigned soreness so that Earl Dirt Anthony and I could bowl the second round.

Does this man look like he can only bowl one game? I didn’t think so. He probably could have gone all day if given half a chance. Concentrate, Rick, concentrate. The Pattikins, Rick’s darling bride and cake baker extraordinaire, was the high score-er of the day. Way to go Pat!

Bettispaghetti wasn’t too bad, she sure as heck wasn’t last.

And Earl Dirt Anthony, after a twenty-eight year hiatus, comes back with vigor, even though he tried his best to first feign sore shoulder before arriving at the lanes, then his shoes were sticky and his wrist wouldn’t do what it used to, oh brother just fling the ball already.

Here is Rick and Dirt’s little protegee, what a stance eh? Watch out guys he is hot on your heels, he only threw it into the other lane once.

And if you’re wondering, yes, Twinkle Toes Lanny bowled, not well, (she held the worst score of all even the children in the other lane) but I look at the bright side, the floor at the alley is still intact, no light fixtures are missing, no ones teeth had to be replaced nor was any one knocked unconscious by a ball that left my hand. A red letter day for sure.

Hey Missy, we know where that ball is headed, yes we do. Auntra Beccah played up her gutter balls but she scored pretty stinking well in spite of them.

Why is it that two year olds get to do the things we all wish we were brave enough to do? Dontcha just wish you could get up close and personal to the Brunswick and see how it does that ball spitting back thing it does?

The ball is coming, yes it is!

It wouldn’t be normal to do a post about the Manley family and not have more pictures of Aksel than anyone, say for instance even the birthday boy. Remember, these are the pictures his mommy took and there were still more of him than anyone else.

Thanks for joining us at fashion central today Dear Reader.

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Now that we have had our fun (until we go to get out of bed in the morning and realize parts don’t move anymore) and all insist that we are going to do it again, beware, the lane monster has been unleashed in the Lanny. I will not remain on the bottom for long! I will not be the asbestos tile beneath your feet forever!

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God has blessed us with life again today Dear Reader, He is good. He has gotten me peacefully through another winter day with a smile on my face.