Matthew did more of the same, but he got to step on a pedal for stuffing his baseball...that was cute too!
Even Daddy got in on the action giving the "bears" a bath...then we named the Kitty (Idoo) and the Baseball (Phil) and proceeded to wrestle the Crazies back into their stroller. It wasn't pretty!
We had lunch at the Nordstrom Cafe and emerged unscathed...Matt had a really rough day. When we got home, we played and took some pictures.
Daddy didn't feel well enough after his run (that's what he gets for running on his birthday...who does that?) to go out to dinner, so he had cake for dinner (yummy...made me love him a little more). The Crazies had some cake as well and then they shat on balloons...ummm, excuse me, SAT on balloons. Who does that???
All in all, a great birthday (says Daddy). The Crazies couldn't quite remember the entire song of "Happy Birthday" (even though I nearly went insane trying to teach them...I HATE that song with a passion), but they were able to eek out "happy Dada" over and over again. It was really cute. We love him so much...we're glad he was born...we just wish he would start aging now!