Jens B day and GUNS

I always get what I want, especially for my birthday. This year I really wanted to go shoot guns for my birthday. . . you know, kinda like when the bishop calls and asks you to give a talk and you say, "Sure I'd love to!" So when Jeff asked me if I wanted to shoot guns I responded with, "Sure I'd love to!" But it really was fun. We made tin foil dinners, ate smores and shot guns.
Here we are working on the smores. Let me just tell everyone how to ruin a smore, bring marshmellows from last june. And even if your logic seems sound that I little fire can soften anything up...well once again- you are wrong.

Shelly and Eric were kind enough to come along. . .

Okay, so we were all dressed in our best. But Jeff really took the style to the next level. Someone needs to talk to his wife and make her take over the dressing of him:-)

The boys having a little friendly competition.

This is a close up of the judge. She took her job very seriously.

And here is a pic of the two cutest boys in the world. Ezra was a good sport. He understood he couldn't be outside while the guns were going off, so he happily sat in the truck.


And then we came home for my birthday. Ate some wonderful cake, played pin the tail on the donkey, and not that it matters- but I WON!, and opened presents. 27 was a great year.

Dis Is EZRA tipin. i want a new famuly. dis 1 is not nise 2 me. luk at whut day make me ware. nd den day take pics uf me. for 1 dollar a day will someone sposur me to get me out uf dis home? Plees.