Tyler turns 18

Have 18 years really passed that fast? One of my favorite memories is of the day after Tyler's birth. 18 years ago, the only station that played Christmas music was FM 100 and they only played straight Christmas music 100 hours before Christmas. So on December 20, I had my cute baby boy and on December 21 I hung out in my hospital room, just Ty and me listening to FM100, watching the snow fall and staring at my new baby boy. (I know, it sounds cheesy but I loved it). Funny thing is, now that he's 18, he's still my "Christmas music listening" buddy but now we get to starting listening to it on Halloween night. For Ty's 18th today, he got to go snowboarding with Ali on probably the coldest day he could have. The wind chill was -35 degrees. Then he went for his first ever massage. Finally tonight we had a large party. . . . very large. Here's how large.

There were more shoes throughout the night.

I don't know where my son is in this. I had to climb through people on the stairs, through the entry and into the family room. Most all of them are much taller that I.

He had a good day.