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If recent events have taught us anything, it’s to love the people in your life a little harder. June was filled with a lot of family time and celebrating someone super special: my hubby, Robert (aka baby daddy). His birthday was June 1st and Father’s Day was two(ish) weeks later on the 18th. I’m using this post to share a lot of photos I’ve been holding out on from those events (mostly because life is busy and I’m not a huge “sharer” on social media), and have a much overdue brag sesh.

My family has been hit with what feels like gigantic meteors hitting Earth at full speed, not once, but twice in a four month span. Our lives have gone from top of the mountain to the very bottom, and just as we started learning to climb back up, we were thrown back down. But, amidst all the sadness and loss we have experienced, I feel so incredibly fortunate and grateful for the good things we’ve been gifted in life. First and foremost, our sweet little sunshine, Beckham, who gives us more life and purpose than I ever dreamt possible. He fills every single day with laughter- even the hard ones. He truly came into our lives when we needed him the most. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s like the cutest ever, amiright?

June 1st | Robert’s Birthday

Robert turned 39! Because I am basically the worst gift giver and can never hold out until the day of an event to give a gift, Robert unwrapped his birthday present the night before. He had been talking about the Amazon Echo (“Alexa”) for like FOR.EV.ER. and I pretty much thought it was like the most pointless, laziest concept, but I bought it for him anyway. I’m happy to report that he loved it, but surprisingly, I ended up loving it more.


The next morning (his actual birthday), we went and had breakfast at IHOP, a tradition we unintentionally started a few years ago. Beckham stares at food like he knows what it is, so he wasn’t in his usual selfie mode.

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We spent the day shopping and made plans for just the three of us to have dinner at Saltgrass Steak House. I invited our family to join as a last minute surprise for Robert. We showed up at the restaurant, and he was super surprised to see his sister waiting on us. It took him a minute to realize that it wasn’t a coincidence and that she was actually there for him. Being that it was the middle of the week and our family lives all over the metroplex (not to mention horribly last minute on my part), not everyone was able to come, but he was so happy to spend the evening with the people who were able to make it. And darn it, I didn’t end up getting a group shot like I intended, but that’s probably a good thing because Robert may have fallen out of his chair in embarrassment had I orchestrated that.

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We had a birthday celebration at our house a few days later on June 3rd. If anyone knows me well, they know I love a good party (planning one, that is). I always have a lot of fun with party details. My best friend, Silvia, brought over a pretty cake the day before, which went perfectly with the colors I chose, and was seriously the most delicious thing ever. Robert decided that he wanted to play poker for his birthday this year, so we ended up having a cookout and a few people stayed all night to play. Our sister-in-law, Suzanne, who is seriously AMAZING at making cupcakes, came over a week earlier to teach me to make fondant and “help” with the fondant pieces for the party. She may or may not have done 98% of the work, and they turned out pretty darn cute. A few of the kids that came thought that the dice were marshmallows, and ended up snagging them off the tops and eating sans cupcake. I had the most fun making banners with photos of Robert I have collected over the years and some that his family sent me from his childhood… umm, hilarious! I ended up stringing them everywhere I could and we may have left them up over a week after the party.


We rented a margarita machine for the night, which was like the best decision ever! A few hours in, all of the kids serenaded Robert with the “Happy Birthday” song on a microphone over the rails of our second floor, and was probably the loudest, cutest, but most awful sound ever. Our group photo was taken after about 10-15 people left; needless to say, our house was filled! We had so much fun and were so happy to see so many faces we love.

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