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We had your Second Birthday party last Saturday, and it couldn't have been a more perfect day. Actually, the day leading up to the party was quite hectic. But once the party started, it was on like Donkey Kong.There was a ball pit (your mother's brilliant idea! that was a smashing success):
There were cupcakes (meticulously designed to look like Toy Story Aliens by your talented mother):
There were neighbors, friends and family...
and your friends Luke...
and Brady:
...and they teamed up to help you with your gifts:
Oh yeah, and there were gifts!
Your Mommy and I got you a house! (you now live in the backyard!)
and we got you a brand new car too, which you were kind enough to let Luke and Brady take for a spin around the block.
And, your family and friends were very kind and got you a lot of fabulous Toy Story Swag (which you loved, and thanked them for!) And some other excellent gifts as well!
There was also a very special song, candle and cake trifecta, which went MUCH better than last year's attempt:
It was a wonderful birthday party for a great kid (that's you). We're so happy that you're happy; and so thankful to everyone who joined us in person and in spirit to help you ring in your second year in style!
We are not just lucky to have you in our lives, but to have so many supportive grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, neighbors and friends who are parts of your life and gathered together on a Saturday afternoon to help us celebrate...you! We couldn't have gotten the party together sanely without your Mimi, Pops, Yaya and Aunt Shamsy. (Pops gets the award for the grossest, yet sweetest, task performed: he combed the backyard picking up Preston and Toby muffins that me and the lawn mower had missed. I reflected on the situation as I put together your new house..."we never stop cleaning up poop for our sons, do we, dad?" I asked.
I almost forget the highlight moment of the party! When we showed you your new outdoor house, you really weren't all that taken with it at first, which is fine. But there were some ravenous photographers there who wanted to get your picture with the new abode. So, your Aunt Kari started calling to you: "Aidan, go to your house! Go to your house!"
You got all excited and started running.
Cameras were ready.
And then you ran right past the camera, and up to the deck stairs to go inside your actual home!
What a funny boy!
Happy Birthday, son! And as old as you get, never forget to go to your house.
And, your family and friends were very kind and got you a lot of fabulous Toy Story Swag (which you loved, and thanked them for!) And some other excellent gifts as well!
There was also a very special song, candle and cake trifecta, which went MUCH better than last year's attempt:
It was a wonderful birthday party for a great kid (that's you). We're so happy that you're happy; and so thankful to everyone who joined us in person and in spirit to help you ring in your second year in style!
We are not just lucky to have you in our lives, but to have so many supportive grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, neighbors and friends who are parts of your life and gathered together on a Saturday afternoon to help us celebrate...you! We couldn't have gotten the party together sanely without your Mimi, Pops, Yaya and Aunt Shamsy. (Pops gets the award for the grossest, yet sweetest, task performed: he combed the backyard picking up Preston and Toby muffins that me and the lawn mower had missed. I reflected on the situation as I put together your new house..."we never stop cleaning up poop for our sons, do we, dad?" I asked.
We wouldn't have had such a rich photographic record of the day without your Aunt Kari's, Mimi's, Pops' pictures and Scott's videography (okay, so I took a few pictures and videos too).
So, this party was for all of them too!
I almost forget the highlight moment of the party! When we showed you your new outdoor house, you really weren't all that taken with it at first, which is fine. But there were some ravenous photographers there who wanted to get your picture with the new abode. So, your Aunt Kari started calling to you: "Aidan, go to your house! Go to your house!"
You got all excited and started running.
Cameras were ready.
And then you ran right past the camera, and up to the deck stairs to go inside your actual home!
What a funny boy!
Happy Birthday, son! And as old as you get, never forget to go to your house.
