Mommy's Birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!

Here's a tub of Ben and Marys!!!!

Today was My mom's birthday. She and Nana had to learn about fruit for thier class today, so they made fruit platters... and then, I got to help Nana and Aunt Charie-ah make a BIRTHDAY CAKE!



Mom has a hard time blowing out candles, so Aunt Charie-ah put all 24 in a tight heart shape for her... It was fun to sing around a real fire on the cake!

Benny really liked it!



By the time we got the pool of wax and wilted flowers off, it looked yummier than ever.

I got Mom to give me the first piece, and then, when I ate that one, I got another piece!

Nana gave Baby Ben his first three bites of cake... he thought he needed more, too.



Ben and I talked it over, and for Mom's birthday, (since she just wanted a nap...) we decided the best present from us would be to go to bed early. So we did (well on time anyway), and I only ask for one story, and I didn't even cry. Neither did Ben. He fell asleep with Papa, and didn't wake up when they put him in bed:)

Life in Denver

Today, I was just showing Benny how to eat a grilled cheese on a carrot stick...

He said he'd cry if he couldn't have a bite, too.

Welcome to Ben and Mary's

Here we are! Me and my little brother. He's so cute. And I am a good big sister.

For introductions to our Blog, Here is how we got our names:
My name is Mary Ann. The day I was born, Mom and Dad didn't know what to name me, and all that my dad could say was that I looked like my great-grandma Marion. That night both of my parents thought of the name "Mary" for the first time, and couldn't stop thinking about it until the next day when they talked about it. It was decided that there could be no other name for me.
I was named for my great grandma Marion, and for my auntie Annie: Mary Ann.

Benny's name, on the other hand, was the only name Mom and Dad could agree on for months before he was born. (Partly because Mom thinks that "Ben and Mary's" instead of "Ben and Jerry's" is hilarious) One of Dad's most favorite parts in all scripture is King Benjamin's address to his people in Mosiah, so Mom favored naming thier little boy after the King. But after a tricky year full of life lessons, Mom also wanted to name her baby boy after a man that she holds in the highest esteem: my Dad.
So Christopher Benjamin he is.