life altering celebration

Yes, it is my 23rd birthday today. Here is how I've been commemorating my entry into this universo.

On the eve:

I poisoned myself with undercooked pork and then spent the night worshiping the porcelain idol that is our toilet. I shivered my way into a strange dreamy sleep.

On the day:

Kelby and Max woke me to a breakfast in bed that consisted of toast, grapes, and water. Just what the doctor ordered. Max kept pulling up on my tray and smacking his lips -- I think he's got a little Hickerson in him. When Kelby pulled out his cell phone to capture the moment I threatened his life so no pictures of this big 2-3. But here's a little taste of the BnB experience.

9th or 10th birthday. Soooo excited to get my ears pierced.

While I was looking for pictures to upload (since we're still without a camera) I found these little gems.

Proof that I am the mother of my son.

What Max will look like in 2nd grade but with a better hair cut.

Thanks Mom.

May your day be filled with well-cooked meals and gender appropriate hairstyles.