My Parker is 2!

 

 

He's two folks!

Actually, he turned 2 way back on November 23rd.

We had a birthday party for him about a week before.

Why do I care so much about these things? 

It must be for the love of my kids.

Wish I could be content just throwing a "whatever" layed back birthday party, but instead I plan and organize, coordinate and prepare.  Yet still, I barely pull it off in the end.  You'd think I'd learn.  Ha!

The party was in the relief society room at the church.  My house just wasn't going to cut it this time.

I have an amazing cake decorating friend.  Daya did good work!

 

Favor bags I put together, mouse ears I made, and instruments for the kids to play with.  Hot dog!

Hog Dogs for the kids (You'll understand if you're a "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse" fan) and BBQ chicken for the parents.

Parker was pretty quiet during most of the party.  He gets overwhelmed easily.

Apparently, this is how Mickey Mouse's ears look.  We tried to fix them for Cohen, but he insisted this was the correct way.

March in a circle to the M.M. music, stop on a character when the music stops, see if you get drawn for a surprise!

Pin the tail on Mickey!

I'm actually really happy I found this picture online, did a copy, paste to my file, downloaded it to Costco, and printed it for $10!  Wala!  Two hours later it was done!

Kisses for Mickey.

Dancing to the music.  The "instruments" were sure loud!  They are all simply various kinds of whistles.

 

Cake time!  Even now, Parker sings happy Birthday for fun.

His new love for blowing came in very handy when it was time to blow out the candles.

This is me trying to get a picture of us together on the big* day, but it was the end of the party, and Parker was DONE.

 

On to the REAL Birthday.

Pancakes in the morning.

I put the "2" down the wrong way on his plate.  Oops.

 

Presents.

 

We went out to pizza for dinner, and came back for birthday cake.

I learned earlier in the year that Parker DOES NOT like chocolate cake.

Is he really my son?  I'm not so sure.

 

Parker is so fabulous!

He loves trains and cars.

He loves to play with his brother and do everything he does.

He loves his blanket.

He's a little sneaky.

He talking more and more and usually leaves the first letter sound off the word.

og = dog, ilk = milk, ake=take

ut ack= fruit snack, train track, plus more.  It's tricky!

He doesn't have any desire to climb out of his crib.

He's an early riser!

Loves hot dogs, hates peanut butter and jelly.

I love him to pieces!