I made the mistake of telling them on Tuesday that Daddy's birthday was on Friday and that we'd go to Red Robin to celebrate. James, who has apparently has absolutely NO concept of time, somehow thought that we were going that day to Red Robin. And no amount of trying to explain the timing satisfied him.
Poor little guy, he ended his day saying 'you're not nice Mommy' because I didn't let him go to Daddy's party.
And it didn't end there - oh no, we heard about every.single.day until the blessed day of Friday FINALLY arrived and we could pacify him that we were indeed going to celebrate his daddy's birthday in style.
|This little girl L-O-V-E-S her daddy!|
|When did Jack become such a ham for the camera?|
|The fun begins of opening presents....|
|...and keeping it real - ended like this. It's so hard to be 18 months old and misunderstood.|
|I ran out of time to make a homemade cake or cupcakes for Deonne's birthday - something I love to do. In lieu, I ran by Cupcake - and purchased an assortment of goodies. While yummy and festive, they're still not as good as mine. Ha!|
|The best part of the evening - well, other than the free balloons from RR - helping Daddy blow out his candles.|