Happy Birthday Momma!

Mark and I went to Deer Valley, Utah for a bit of skiing for my birthday the week-end of April 4th. Max didn't make the trip with us. We had a fabulous time, but we missed little Miliano. When we returned, Max and Mark put together a wonderful birthday celebration with an ice cream cake, candles and other party decorations. Max was very into blowing out the candles and saying "cheese" for the camera.

Best of all (jk!), Max developed his very first stomach flu. I was blessed with my very first receipt of projectile vomitting at 2:30 am the day after my return from skiing, April 8th. Not fond of this occurence...is anyone?...but gosh, the stench is absolutely horrendous!!!! Silly me gave him milk immediately following the first vomit and subsequent shower and changing of clothes and sheets and he puked again 20 minutes later for another clean up and change of clothes and sheets. Do you think this was payback for leaving him for a long week-end? Poor guy puked north for two days then decided to puke south for another two days before finally getting better. He is now gaining back the weight he lost and is eating like a champ!

This isn't the best photo and video as Max decided to stick his finger into the lens of the camera and now the lens cover will not open all the way so we have a permanent artistic addition to all of our video and photos via the soft black shade on the edges of each.