Wes' Bday

Wes' birthday was on Monday. We started the day off with cupcakes. Wes was still sleeping when I was making cupcakes int he kitchen. G & V knew it was Daddy's birthday and were very excited for him to come down. They also knew that I was making cupcakes. When Wes came downstairs, I told him to watch TV with the kiddos in the living room.

This is one of the conversations he had with Gavin:

Gavin: "Daddy, Mommy made cupcake for yo birfday!"
Wes: "Gavin, I don't think you're supposed to tell me that."
Gavin: (while covering his mouth) "Oh no!"

Gavin then proceeded to cry about spoiling the surprise. It was pitiful. Until the cupcakes came out. Then he was fine. We all sang happy birthday and let Wes blow out his candle before eating several lemon cupcakes with apples for breakfast.

We lounged around for most of the morning before taking G & V to the pet store for the hell of it. They love going to the pet store. They love to look at and talk about all of the animals in cages and they get super-pumped when they see someone with their dog or cat. Both kids are not shy at all, walking up to strangers asking them if they can pet their kitty/puppy. This time, the grooming center had a few dogs getting haircuts, which was "totally awesome" to Gavin.

We had lunch, ate some more cupcakes while watching their fav show (Dora the Explorer), and then put the kiddos down for their nap.

After nap, we played around the house for a little while before heading out to eat at CiCi's Pizza and then to Chick Fil-A for dessert and some play place fun.

Funny story about CiCi's:

• We put the kidos in booster seats for the very first time (we usually either let them sit in a booth without anything or make them sit in high chairs so that they stay put). They were IN LOVE with their new seats. They kept telling us how "cool" and "awesome" it was.

Funny story about Chick-Fil-A:

• There were a lot of older kids playing rather rough in the indoor play area. Wes and I were a bit on edge watching our little twins try to navigate around them. Then, we saw our sweet little Vivian interacting with three of the most rambunctious boys (who were probably around 9 or 10 years old). As each one passed her, she loudly hissed at them like a cat with her hands up and "claws" out. then, she yelled, "slow down!" As we watched her in amazement, Wes said to me, "Oh, we don't need to worry. She's fine."

It was an amazing day for an amazing daddy. Happy Birthday, Wes!