So birthday parties for babies should be a fun, happy affair. Well, we all plan for that-until you have a group of people that don't follow or understand rules. Long dramatic story short, we had the shelter reserved (and paid for) from 4:30-8:30. At 5:00 I kindly ask a group to leave. After their bad mouthing that we didn't have reservations and apparent refusal to leave, I had to approach them again. The lady continued her verbal rudeness, Kevin made a comment that our reservation was on the board and the girl went off. Next thing I know some guy is pushing Kevin, Uncle David approaches (to let his presence be known) the guy is yelling and cursing and I'm calling the cops.
Drama, geez, IT'S A 2 YEAR OLD'S BIRTHDAY PARTY! You don't have to go home but you can't stay here lady!
(not an actual picture of the day's events, but you get the idea)
So...after that, we have a birthday party. But, because of that, I don't have a lot of pictures. Sheez!
Here are the two cakes Kevin baked and I decorated. (Great team effort!)
Drama, geez, IT'S A 2 YEAR OLD'S BIRTHDAY PARTY! You don't have to go home but you can't stay here lady!
(not an actual picture of the day's events, but you get the idea)
So...after that, we have a birthday party. But, because of that, I don't have a lot of pictures. Sheez!
Here are the two cakes Kevin baked and I decorated. (Great team effort!)
Daddy did the opening of gifts with SKV...he didn't realize you're suppose to remember who gave what so Momma can write thank you cards. (That's why no one got a card!) The whole day was a mess right? (We love you Daddy!)

MY SWING!! Still trying to figure out how to hang it...we tried and she ended up being crooked with tree bark in her hair; we're pretty sure we had it wrong. :P

MY SWING!! Still trying to figure out how to hang it...we tried and she ended up being crooked with tree bark in her hair; we're pretty sure we had it wrong. :P

































