Birthday, Birthday, Birthday, Cabinets

It's Thursday, November 6th and Alexis has this strange look on her face. She must've been thinking, "I think I was born a year ago today, but where's my big party that Mommy has been telling everyone about? The only people here are Grammie and Papa and they only have one present with them. This is a major bummer for me as I thought these birthday things were actually supposed to be fun. Oh yeah, Mom has wrapped up a few presents I've already seen wanting to try to make this day a little more special for me. Good one, Mommy. Why don't you go and pull something out of the trash and wrap it up for me. It'll be just as special to me. If I had to grade my parents efforts for this party, it would be an F-. Is there such a thing as an F-? Who cares. I'm not happy and I'm going to let everyone know it. Me, spoiled? Yeah right."


Here's the infamous party Alexis was just thinking about. Looks fun, doesn't it?

Have you ever seen a more disappointed kid in your life? What could she have been thinking here? I won't get into that again, but it would probably be something like, "They can't even bake me a friggin cake on my birthday? And nothing says love more than one candle in the middle of some overcooked brownies. F- again on the cake substitute."

This is beginning to look a little more festive...


Papa Eldred didn't disappoint constructing the perfect little fairy or tinkerbell or princess (whatever the theme of this party was) cake.

Now we're talking! I bet we're getting in our child's good graces again after presenting her with this cake.

Some of my favorite pictures to follow. I guess the fork was optional...

After cake, it was time for some presents. Mommy didn't even have to wrap up old stuff as there were way too many presents.

Uncle Nick and Aunt Marty pretending to be parents.

Uncle Nick could be one of Alexis' all time favorite people.

Good thing Wyatt was around to help with the chores after the big party.

Why are fake babies always so popular? Look at the size of the head. Thing is enormous.

There wasn't much time to recover as Addy's birthday was the following weekend. We did somehow fit in one more birthday celebration at the great-grandparents house (not sure where those pictures are) a week after her original party.

Papa Eldred worked his cake magic again for Addy's cake.

Alexis was confused as to whose party it was. She was so used to opening presents, it became instinctive.

She was also so used to having something fun and exciting to do every weekend that when we finally got a weekend to ourselves, she had to find new ways to entertain herself.

She may have gotten into the flour. Keep the fat girl and flour jokes to yourself, Ronald.