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Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Happy Birthday Dear Kaden

Oh. Man. Am I in trouble. Apparently, with summer I have become a busy little bee. Not quite sure what I am doing now that I wasn't doing before, but, I can tell ya that I haven't had time to blog. Okay. That is a slight exaggeration. I did have time. The other night. When the boys were being naughty (shocking- I know). But. As it turns out, I have nothing nice to say about my darling children when they are acting less than darling. So I decided to say nothing at all. Until now. Now, when I am officially behind. We've had a couple birthdays and a Father's Day and some parties. I figure we can talk about that. And by "that" I really mean Kaden's birthday. 
Guess how old he is. Ask him over the phone and he will show you his four fingers. "This many." he says. 
We had his party on a rainy little Saturday. They were excited for the party to start. We were still an hour out. They waited. And watched. 
And waited on the couch. Bored one moment. Excited the next.
And it rained. And rained. And we had to come up with plan b for the outside barbecue party originally planed. We did what most people who don't want to actually have guests barbecues in their house would do. We moved it to the garage. It was classy. 
Brian's newest obsession really came in handy. And tasty. Barbecued pizza. With homemade dough. Awesome.
Once the rain stopped, we got out the BIG present. and wrapped it in a blanket. Classy. Again. They were excited. I love how Kaden automatically got in the drivers seat and Myles in sync with him jumped into the passengers side. They drove for a half a second before they both got scared and wanted out. Perfect. One day they will love it. I'm sure.
Kaden spent a good 3 days prior to his party singing "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Kaden, happy birthday to you". So you can imagine how excited he was when it was time for the real deal. So excited, in fact, that he couldn't wait for the song to end to blow out the candles. 
His baseball stick. It's the technical term. 

Running shoes- to go on runs with daddy. Not sure who is more excited Kaden or Daddy.

Presents. There isn't much more to say. Presents = best part of a party. Although. The highlight this year may have been when a group of people tried to shop at our garage sale. Classy. 

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