With the condo on the market, we felt we couldn't do even a small party at our place. So we planned to shove a few presents in front of Lumpyhead and call it day. He could look back someday at Year Three being the first among many disappointing birthdays. It has to start sometime, right? Why not at Three?
But Aunt Bob would have none of it, and insisted we bring him over to her place for brunch and champagne and cake. So thanks to Aunt Bob and Pete, Lumpyhead got a birthday party on Saturday, complete with waffles and bacon. Yeah, bacon.
I love this picture, mostly because Lula is so pissed off that she doesn't have any M&Ms.
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Beck's 3rd birthday was at Joe Pizza and pasta and featured... US. And...a BALLOON! The good news is that they probably won't remember.
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Mmm, cake and bacon. Sounds like a good birthday.
Yeah forget that you're pregnant on top of it all. I don't think they remember birthdays at that age. At least, I hope not.
Great seeing you the other day.
Unfortunately for me, my kid has been waiting for her 3rd birthday party since about 2 months ago. It's all those parties she gets invited to...
Aunt Bob rules. Happy b-day to Lumpyhead!
frick they are cute. that little sailor suit dress. hope you get to use it again.
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