birdie party

the muffmeister and i held a joint party for our birthdays at ye olde progressive power tumbling. i say "ye olde" because A- it smells like feet and rat poo. 2-that warehouse is held together by bits of string and a couple screws. but hey,

don't knock it 'til you try it... and then get pneumonia from inhaling the foam particles.

casey getting some a-yer (and a new hair cut!!!)

love, love, love my friends!
they show up when no one else does. literally.

this is why russ isn't allowed human contact. he'll do anything for the laugh... include break his back. look at trent egging him on! (left corner)
exhibit A:

exhibit B:

milo was DYING to get in on the action.

sibs. charity, casey, me, bethany.
do we look related or what?

i hope this is not foreshadowing for the years to come. but if it is, i will happily sit on a porch swing with charity eating ben and jerry's until we're old and dusty.

don't they look like big babies?

thank you to everyone who showed us their love by coming.

more pics here.