Bryttany turns 11

OMGosh where does the time go? It seems like yesterday she was still a little toddler running around, cuddling at night, trying to be a good "big" sister. Oh how I miss my little baby. There is something about when your first child gets older that you just cant believe. One of our Webster traditions is that the birthday person gets to pick an activity for the whole family to do, and Bryttany choose to go play putt-putt. Some weird people(Melissa :)) call it goofy golf, whatever that is. I know some of you are thinking,hello? Isn't it a bit hot? Well FYI it was a cool 96 degrees the day we went.



Kent had to work in her actual birthday so Bryttany and Aubrey got the pleasure of going to Spa Webster. They were beautified with mint julep masks, mani's and pedi's. They had popcorn to munch on and Capri Suns to refresh their palates. Bryttany does not like to be pampered at all so it was a stretch for her. She does take after me in she would love to blend in and not be noticed. But something in her face caught my attention and I looked at her and said, "You truly do not see how beautiful you are, do you?" (I might be a little biased but not much) And she tells me, "NO Mommy because I am not" Heart wrenching on one side, ecstatic on the other because it means no boys will be sniffing around here for awhile. Aubrey on the other hand, let me put it this way I told her A. She needs to work in a spa B. Work her tail off so she has tons of money or C. Marry a rich man who wants to do nothing but spoil her. She was a little too comfortable being pampered.

I love birthday dinners. That is the one time you can pick your favorite food and everyone has to eat it. Good thing Bryttany has good taste. We did my favorite Pepperoni PIzza Twist and a salad. She didn't want a cake this year so we did Brownie Sundaes with homemade vanilla bean ice cream. Yummy!!!! It was a good day, a wonderful day to just spend time with the girls doing girl things. I don't take that opportunity as often as I should, but hey, here is to another year!

Happy Birthday to Me!!!!

Oh gosh where do I even start with this blog. Where did 34 years go? I don't feel 34 years old but my body does tell me different. So I try to gauge it off where other people were/are at. I look at my mom. At 34 years old, she had four small children at home and one on the way(that was me) A husband who was 36 and a marriage that was 10 years old. Here I am am, two kids 8 and 10 (the same age as moms oldest) and husband who is older than he looks(don't worry honey I wont tell) and a marriage 12 years in the making. What I do know is 34 years old is different for everyone so far. And I can't mark my life off compared to someone else.

So this is what I do know, this is my year for change and branching out. Yesterday was a day we tried new things. We ate at Chino Bandido and had Mexican Chinese for lunch, oh and I had a beer before noon. Not that I am going to make that a habit but it was twelve somewhere right? Kent taught the girls to use chopsticks(Aubrey was a natural) and they loved using them so much they asked if we could get real chopsticks so the only logical place to go Lee Lee's market in Chandler. There is no way to explain it, but you have to go. There is a different lifestyle there that is completely different from my Chandler Az life. It was a window into a different world that the girls caught a small glimpse of. I hunted down some Japanese candy I had when I was about Aubreys age when we went on a field trip to Sakura Square in fourth grade. It is a chewy orange candy with rice paper which you eat and it is yummy. Both girls were a little reserved about eating it, Kent couldn't blame them. I asked them if they thought I would lead them astray. No hesitation and in perfect unison I heard a resounding"yes!" No girls, momma doesn't mess around when it comes to candy.
Well 34 years and we are racing to 35, but here is a little secret, hold on and hold on tight because this Webster Family is surely going for an awesome ride!!

Pizza Night

Ok so I thought I would give some insight into my favorite night of the week at the Webster house, Pizza Night! Sometimes it is Saturdays but most of the time it is Friday nights, a tradition carried over from my family growing up. We always seemed to have a few more people around on Friday nights because everyone knew Friday at the Rinks meant pizza....



Kent makes the dough and roles it out yummy thin. It almost like a pizza cracker. I keep asking him when is he going to throw it up and twirl it and he just laughs at me.



The pizza goes on the grill....



It is a family affair for the toppings, garlic and olive oil, cheese, pepperoni and seasoning and of course more cheese.



Even the dogs enjoy pizza night...



And here is the final, two pizzas, salad, gourmet beer(I had blueberry beer and Kent had some lemonade/beer thingy) and two sodas, a night that might get mixed together with all of the other pizza nights but priceless for making family memories!