Birthday Weekend

Dayton and I just had our birthdays and we partied all weekend. I started Thursday night when some girlfriends took me out for dinner and a little shopping. Friday, my birthday, was mostly spent getting ready for Dayton's party, but I did wake up to homemade cards from the kids and Kyle surprised me by taking me to lunch. Saturday, Dayton's birthday, was fun from the start with Kyle taking Dayton golfing that morning while I got things ready for the party. I am not going to lie, I had not been this stressed since college finals. And I am not really a stresser, but most of what I had planned had to be changed for one reason or another, but we made it and then went out for dinner. We were on the go all day and it was not even dark out before Dayton had every single present out of its box and ready to be played with, and he wanted to play with them all... at the same time.

Here I am with my girlfriends. We laughed the whole time and were totally that group of girls that all the other tables found obnoxious, but we didn't care we were partying.

I did some prep work on Friday. My friend Angela helped me blow up balloons for the party, but Dayton and his friend were not waiting for the party to have fun.

This is Dayton's cake. It is one of the few things that turned out like I had hoped, and thank goodness it did because I am not sure I could have taken it if it had not. Just in case you your not sure... it is Spiderman on his web (and I made the whole thing, not bad for my first try).

For some reason Dayton got a little shy when we started singing happy birthday to him. Maybe he was a little embarrassed because as soon as I put the cake down he blew out the candles. I had to relight them so we could sing to him and then he blew them out again. I guess he did not want to get sung to, who knew.

This is one of the games we played. I found it the night before the party when I could not sleep. The kids had to pop the balloons to get the prize out. This was quite loud not to mention there were about 50 balloons. (I know that is a lot, I am the one who put the prize in there and blew them up).

Dayton got to pick where we had dinner and he wanted quesadillas, so we went for Mexican. It was a great choice that we all enjoyed. Here is our birthday picture!

Dayton is dancing for us at the restaurant while we wait for our food. And thank goodness Kyle speaks Spanish, for when the food came out I asked for extra napkins and the waitress brought us ketchup. So Kyle then took over the talking and we got our napkins.

To end the evening as if Dayton had not gotten enough presents, he opened a few more from Kyle and I and his grandparents. This little guy could not be more spoiled, but he is worth it. Tonight as I tucked him into bed he asked me if he could have another party. I said sure, next year. He was happy enough with that answer, but I am sure we have not heard the last of it.