So, for whatever reason in my illogical Mom mind, I wasn't that into Payne's 1st birthday. We just had family over and opened a few gifts. However, I found myself ridiculously excited about his second birthday, so I planned a party a couple of weeks before his real birthday (the day before Thanksgiving this year) at a local park.
The weather didn't cooperate with us, so we ended up having the party at the house, but Payne had a blast even without his beloved "pay" (playground). Thanks to everyone who helped us celebrate our kiddo!
The Birthday Boy coveting some pastries.
He was supremely proud of himself after he blew out his candle correctly and everyone cheered as if he'd just single handedly negotiated a peace treaty between Israel and Palestine.
The feeding frenzy, er....gift opening.
Some seasoned birthday veterans helping Payne out.
Dan assisting with a gift that absolutely, positively, had to be made accessible right that second or Payne would die.
I think the face says it all!
(Preston, we owe you a Hawaiian vacation or something for this picture)