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birthday boy

these were supposed to be frogs. but someone pointed out that they
could be oscar the grouch. as long as they're cute, the interpretation
is really in the eye of the beholder.
on sunday night, i had one of my most mom-esque moments i've ever experienced. at midnight, i was dying icing green to make cupcakes for john to take to school the next day. and not just ANY ol' cupcakes, but cute character cupcakes. yes, for a two-year-old. yes, i realize that he didn't even notice the eyes. but i have such awesome memories of the amazing cakes my mom used to make for us. they were from a box, but always sculpted and shaped and iced in cool ways. i just want my kiddo to have those same memories!

so by 1am it was time for mama to hit the hay ... it was, after all, a big day tomorrow ...

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... so we overslept. and had a CRAZY hectic morning getting out of the house. and did we eat breakfast? i don't remember. thank god the daycare feeds john first thing in the morning, otherwise i'd be a horrible neglectful mom. but at least he had his cute green cupcakes to take with him!

after work, i hurried to get john and head home so we could celebrate. and of course, the highlight was the presents. i get so much glee seeing john have fun with new stuff. and he was spoiled rotten - in addition to what mom and dad got him, he had packages from all over the country to open and explore!

sunglasses and suitcase  from grammie
his very own broom set
"sweep, mommy, sweep!"
mommy's favorite of the presents - a shiny red tricycle! john calls it his bike. 
he does NOT like to have help. but he can't quite pedal ... yet.

easel and art set from auntie, uncle, and
cousin in north carolina.
and the birthday evening was capped off with one more bag of presents from my cousin and his fiancee. she stopped by and played with john, and "colored on the ground" (sidewalk chalk) and presented him with a basket full of balls. what more could a two-year-old want?

it was a great day.

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