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.
Sigh.
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. And tired. |
The best part of the evening - well, other than the free balloons from RR - helping Daddy blow out his candles. |
What a lovely fairy party! How fun is that?! And we just had the west coast version of Deonne's party here last week for Dan. :)
ReplyDeleteI loved the "keeping it real" photo. I can certainly relate to that!
Glad to see you blogging again. I had missed you during your crazy work time!
Kathy