Birthday Week Has Begun!

So let me explain how Robert began the tradition of spoiling me on my birthday. Long before he ever realized that my birthday would be celebrated like it was a national holiday, back when we were just good friends, Robert said he would do whatever I wanted for my birthday, and I said I wanted him to take me out to 3 different restaurants in one night because I love going out to eat. So we went to Red Lobster for appetizers, Fuddruckers for dinner and Cold Stone for dessert. Then we got married, and my birthDAY turned into my birthday weekend, then into my birthday week, and this year Robert started even earlier by adding birthday week eve (which is 8 days before my actual birthday). On birthday week we do ANYTHING I want to do. For example, we had Jamba Juice and we went to Olive Garden, and tonight I will be getting a back rub. It's awesome!!! So in honor of birthday week I have put up some pictures of me and some fun facts too.
I am addicted to soda, but only fountain soda, Diet Coke mixed with Sprite to be exact. I also put ice in my milk.
I've lived the majority of my life with a really bad haircut. This permed hair above the ears was a step up from straight and spikey. That's not "in" when your 10.I just makes strangers refer to you as "Sunny" or "Champ."
Fun fact #3: I had a mullet...in ninth grade.
Robert and I have a goal to eat a Blizzard in a blizzard. We would also like to take a road trip across the country to see all of the world's biggest things.
I just learned a few months ago that it's not "cold slaw," it's "cole slaw," but I'm not chaanging the way I say it cause you can't teach an old dog new tricks. I enjoy action movies, politics, making up jokes, singing in the car, and trying to make gourmet cupcakes. That's Kimmie in a nutshell. Happy Birthday to me!

It's Fun To Be One!!!

So my sister-in-law Tara got me these cute little car cake pans for Christmas, and I've been dying to use them ever since. Finally, I couldn't wait any longer, so I decided to throw a baby party, just for the fun of it! I invited all of Stanton's one year old friends, and we partied all the way until nap time.
Brady Basham (not pictured cause he's to fast for the camera to catch) won our crawling race. Not quite one years old, Brady was said to be the underdog, but he smashed the competition and went on to win first place by a long shot.
Team Johnson took the gold in our Mommy/Baby animal cracker relay race. Some question the win, due to Hannah running away with the whole bowl, but I say we give it to her. Ellie and Myra took silver, and the rest of the kids were disqualified for steroids.
The dance party didn't go exactly how I'd imagined it would. Somehow I'd pictured all those times Stanton's seen me practicing the Michael Jackson "Thriller" dance would pay off and he would bust out with some moves of his own, followed by his little baby back up dancer friends, and they would all put on a performance worthy of one of those T.V. dancing reality shows. Instead they all kinda starred at each other. Except Hayden, he did his chicken dancce. Thanks buddy! It's all fun and games until somebody gets hurt. Poor little Paige fell on her sippy cup and had to leave the party to get stitches. I hope the fall didn't have anything to do with the fact that it was so crowded in here. Fifteen moms and twenty kiddos in our little house. I think that might even be against fire code. So Sorry Sweetie! Please don't sue me Geniel (:
If Noelle thinks this party was fun, then she's really gonna like the Princess Party I'm going to throw for her in a couple years. I'm going to turn this house into a ballroom. Too bad we're not Mexican cause I would throw her the best quinceanera!

Who needs Mr. Potato Head when you've got his bucket of parts?

The Story of our Summer Holiday!

On the way to our Newport Beach holiday (that means "vacation" in British. I think it sounds cuter) we stopped to get chased by the dinosaurs.
Sadly, Stanton did not run fast enough.
When we got to Newport Beach we went to see Robert's grandma & grandpa on Balboa Island.
Stanton and Noelle took their first ferry ride over to the peninsula.
Then we walked to The Crab Cooker restaurant. Adrienne said it was only 4 blocks, but it turned out to be 2 miles...each way!!!
And that made Robert grumpy!!!!
But then we found romance at the beach, and he was happy again!
Noelle had her first ice cream cone. It was Haagen Daaz, only the best for my girl!
Noelle also had her first time pretending to be a seal...she didn't lke that as much.
The beach was a huge success!
Noelle didn't get sun burned.
And Stanton found his belly button!
Disneyland was a blast!!! We all LOVED the Tiki Room (until I accidentally bumped Stanton's head on the bird cage.) We're even naming our next baby girl after one of the birds...Colette. Isn't it pretty!
But he wasn't a fan of Pirates of the Caribean. He shook his head "no" everytime they sang "Yo-Ho Yo-Ho." I guess it's not a Pirate's Life for him!
P.S. We fully realize that we "rrrr" the worst parents ever for taking our kids on Pirates (and the haughnted mansion)
By 11pm these Mouseketeers were exhausted.
But this Mickey and Minnie were wide awake and sooo in love!
The Long Beach Aquarium the next day was a lot of fun!
Apparently Stanton didn't like it though when I tried to make him give the bird a kiss...
or when I tried to make him hug the shark.
But we all enjoyed the enormous whale.
But the best part of the whole trip was that I got to spend so much time with my honeys!

COWabunga!!!

Every year in July this mama cow and her calfs like to dress up and go to Chickfillet for some free food! It's an udderly good time! And now, a cow joke...
Q: What would a cow wear for protection if he was a cop? A: A BULLet proof vest.
Stanton "mooed" at the other cows, even though he looked more like a puppy.
Last year when we went, Noelley was in my belly, but this year she got to put on some spots and graze with the rest of us!
Someone went cow-tipping!
Last year's herd.

The Icing on the Cake!

As some of you may know, I adore cupcakes! They're just cute and little and fun! One of my life's dreams (besides eating a blizzard in a blizzard) is to make gourmet cupcakes and sell them, or just give them away to spread cheer to those around me.
So, my good friend Shelly Basham and I paid a visit to Sprinkles, which just opened in Scottsdale. I have been dying to go there for over a year, since I read about it in a fancy Martha Stewart magazine.
Let's just say, it was everything I'd hoped it would be, a banana cupcake with Belgian dark chocolate frosting and sprinkles imported from France. It was totally worth $3.25 and all the chocolate stains I got on my new white shirt.

Extreme Home Makeover...Curry Edition!

Move over Ty Pennington cause our brother-in-law Adam, designer/handy-man extraordinaire, completely remodeled our house while he and Rob's sister Tara were down here visiting. Muchas gracias to him!
Granite counter tops (thanks Adrienne!) and an awesome tile backsplash with fancy lighting.
An enormous sink, pretty much the only thing I've ever wanted! It fits a whole cookie sheet, plus my child. (I think it would fit me, but Rob made me get off the counter before I could find out.)
My new orange bathroom. (Yes, we have seprate bathrooms. That's one of the reasons were such a happy couple!)
Rob's new brown bano, complete with new everything!
And our new stone fireplace! Thankyou bff Tim Johnson! Not to mention, additional thanks for the wood floors months back!

More Fun Camping!

Just before I fell...Sike! I'm pretending!
Dad's and daughters.
My little Stan...the ladies' man! (P.S. he's only wearing pink because I forgot all of his clothes at home, so we had to borrow from friends.)
He's "fallen" for Emma!
and Stella!

One Little Monkey Jumping on the Bed.... Landed on Noelle's Head!

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