Maybe it was the good news about Elliott's liver enzymes last week or maybe it was just that I know I will never have another 2 year old, but I was really excited about Elliott's birthday on Monday. I think it was mostly the liver enzymes because when Spencer turned 2 I thought for sure he would be the only 2 year old I ever had.
I made sure that I got out of bed early enough to have enough time to make homemade pancakes for breakfast. I jazzed them up with Christmas sprinkles.
I cut them up and then put a candle in one of the pieces.
Spencer and I sang happy birthday and then Elliott blew out the candle. He didn't actually blow out the candle on his birthday cake so this was his first experience.
He really liked it because we relit the candle and sang a total of 4 times.
After we took Spencer to school we came home and watched cartoons for a little bit. Then we went to the mall so I could buy an outfit for Elliott that I had seen the day before. I decided it could be a birthday present.
Then we came home and played and played and played.
You saw a million of those pictures in the 2 year old post, but here's a brief recap.
Then it was time for lunch and a nap.
After that we picked Spencer up from school and came home for a costume change and more backyard play/pictures.
Daddy came home from work and we opened some presents.
This is the outfit we bought from the mall. It's just so warm and soft and cozy. I'll get a picture of him in it soon.
After presents we took some mommy/daddy/Elliott pictures because I wanted to do a comparison to the 3 of us when Elliott was a few minutes old.
It's pretty convenient that Spencer can take our picture now.
For whatever reason Elliott was obsessed with my face.
Then it was finally time for dinner. We went to The Old Spaghetti Factory since spaghetti is always a pretty safe bet with Elliott.
(And Jeannette- I ate spaghetti too!)
He was determined to use a fork to get that tricky spaghetti in his mouth.
The wait staff brought him ice cream with a candle in it and sang happy birthday. He FREAKED out when they started singing, right after I took this picture.
It didn't feel right to take his picture while he was in a state of emotional upheaval (not to mention I was busy trying to calm him down) but I did get this one immediately after they were done singing and he stopped screaming.
Apparently the ice cream incident was just practice for later when we took his block pictures, because this is how well that went.
This was the best we could do. It's not terrible. It's not perfect, but we're not going to get any better. I keep telling myself that 2 is as hard as it's going to get. He's gotta be more cooperative at 3 right? Right?