Birthdays

I have always loved the week of July 4th. My birthday is on the 3rd, we get parades and fireworks on the 4th, and then Dad's birthday is the 5th. Party!

This year, Tim took me on a 4 wheeler ride up in the mountains for my birthday. With his dad as the tour guide, we visited the gorgeous mountains east of Nephi, south of Manti- sorry I don't know the name of the range. It was beautiful- wildflowers everywhere and perfect weather. All those beautiful scenes will have to stay just as memories, though, since I forgot to bring the camera.

While we were gone, Tim's wonderful mother watched the kids- she even helped them to make a birthday cake for me! I can't believe that anyone out there has a better mother-in-law than I do. She is amazing.

Here are the kids and my first birthday cake of the day:

And here I am, a little worn out and dusty after our ride, but still up for a second cake!
Rebekah made this one, and it was SO good- angel food with a mixed berry sauce and whipped cream. Heaven.

Wow- birthdays wear me out.

No pictures of the 4th- we spent it at two different family gatherings- one in Salt Lake with extended Steele family, and then to Evanston with Tim's family. Home at last for fireworks.

Here's Dad's birthday- this one was white cake with lemon pudding and whipped cream. This weekend wasn't great for my diet.

And here's what Dad apparently thinks about turning 63: