We don’t have just birthdays in our house. We have birthday weeks. Why? Because it takes a whole week to squeeze in all the celebrating!
When I was a kid, my entire family on my mom’s side would come to visit always right around my birthday. And because a birthday is a great reason to throw a party (or multiple parties) I was sure that they really came to visit for my birthday. Thus, birthday week.
We started off Baylor’s birthday week on a Sunday with a big family birthday party. Her cousins, aunts, uncle, grandparents (including Noni who flew in from MT just for the occasion!), godfather and lots of other adopted family members joined us for dinner, cake and presents. We always ask her friends not to bring gifts to her friend party, but stopping the family from bringing gifts would be about as successful as me flying to the moon – it’s just not going to happen.
Learning about Flarp from Missa – it’s like less messy play dough that makes fart noises. What’s not to love?!
Mason being naughty…
Time for cake! Chocolate with chocolate icing, of course
Her face while opening presents was priceless
Her order is “apple juice in a big girl cup with ice and it’s Baylor with a B”
A dollar for each year from her godfather
Shuttling around Mason
Trouble. Serious trouble.