Saturday, May 2, 2009

More Birthday Fun

And a new family member to announce...

No, it isn't another kid.

Now that the grandparents are breathing again, We went to another second birthday party today. A wonderful couple we met at our birth classes. Their kid was born a week after ours, so there's always back-to-back festivities.


The Kid had fun, too. A sand table filled with rice was pretty cool. A lot less clean-up for everyone.



Lastly (because I know you're dying to see what I'm talking about), the hosts had a raffle. The object was to guess the number of goldfish crackers in a jar. I guessed 502, since the date was 05/02. Figured the hosts were being clever and making it a fun game with a twist. Turns out the actual number was 600. The number itself didn't mean anything. I have a tendency to overthink things on occasion.

Anywhoo,

The actual prize was Dorothy.



So Lily, Toolbox, Grandma and Grandpa, meet your new Grandfish.

The Kid likes her, and The Cat seems mildly intrigued by the new addition.

As we were leaving the party, the birthday girl's grandparents offered us a little advice.

"It's a lot easier to replace it than explain what happened to it."

Lots of wisdom there. Probably based on experience.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Birthday Fun

As I noted last week, The Kid's birthday party was on Saturday, and what a day it was. The Wife went with a ladybug theme this year, including ladybug and flower cupcakes.





So the children played in the sandbox.



While the menfolk talked of manly things.



Remember those cupcakes with the bright red frosting? Yeah, that may have been, in retrospect, a dangerous move. Ever seen a toddler eat a cupcake?



The first thing I thought of when I saw this was "the first rule of Toddler Fight Club is you don't talk about Toddler Fight Club."

As for The Kid, I think she really enjoyed spending time with her "boyfriend" from daycare, Johnnie. I dunno. Take a look at this and tell me they're not smitten with each other



Or this one



Methinks it's going to be a rough couple of decades.