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Birthday Number Two - The Party!

As all of you readers know, November 17th was Paul's second birthday.  We decided to celebrate the weekend before with a small family-only party.  My parents came up for the event along with my brother and his fiance.  Paul's parents were there as well and we all had a great time! 

Here's the run-down of events!

First, I made cake.  A cake and brownies actually. 

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The brownies were cut into squares, dipped in melted chocolate, and then decorated with icing and candy to look like a little train.

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The final product (chocolate cake with peanutbutter cream cheese filling and chocolate ganache; brownies with a crapload of sugar):


I think it turned out pretty well!


Once everyone had arrived we headed over to the local playground for a while.

This photo is like one of those lightbulb jokes:  
How many adults does it take to help a two year old go down the slide?  
5 apparently.  1 on top, one to help from the side, 1 to watch, 1 to catch, and one to photograph the whole event.

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Cute shot of LP and his Uncle Nelson:

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Then we came home to get ready to party!  Here's LP and Daddy admiring the cake:


And here's (part of) the pile of presents.  It was over the top.  But that's the way we do things around here.


More presents.


This was the first one LP opened- just a little Thomas the Tank Engine train.  And all he wanted to do was play with it and ignore the rest of the presents.  We had to keep hiding it from him!  Lesson learned for Christmas?  Open the boring stuff FIRST!


More train stuff.


Time for cake!  His birthday crown from last year still fits!


Yummy!  Daddy helped blow out the candle.


And here's a shot of his "big" present -  a train table with a complete set of tracks. 


Think he has enough train stuff?


Nana, Pappy, Uncle Nelson and Aunt San left on Sunday.  More presents arrived in the mail for Little Paul on Monday, Tuesday, AND Wednesday.  It was craziness!

He is obviously very very loved and a very very lucky two year old!


  1. Oh, Em, you are going to have folks hiring you to make cakes before you know it!

    Great job! I cracked up about the part where you have to open the boring present first at Christmas.

    What a handsome young man Little Paul is. What a joy to be his mom, I imagine!


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