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Holy Cow Folks! The party just ended! I had to finally kick the grandparents out after 3 weeks… No choice, the house is falling apart.  We’re still finding people passed out under piles of Sam’s toys.  We had kids swinging from the chandelier and adults on all fours. We had two birthday cakes that absolutely demanded we eat at least one piece from each.  I found a policeman’s holster, no gun yet, and there’s a goat locked in the upstairs bathroom. There’s two strangers living in my car and something has been making funny noises from my shed.  The turkey baster has been used, but the two toilets haven’t.  There’s also the rotten smell coming from the basement and the neighbor is missing, but I am sure those two things aren’t related. I do have some good news! The mystery meat in the buffet turned out not to be my aunt’s cat as we found it in the microwave…

So all in all, it was a typical Irish 2 year-olds birthday party.

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Yes that’s a McCain cake pan on his head… He’d just finished scraping every little morsel out of the thing and he decided the only logical remaining course was to wear it like a hat… Which is normal for an almost-two-year-old. Right?? Hey! He was high on icing sugar at the time!!! This Saturday is Sam 2nd birthday and the gang is coming over to have some fun! Will it be a wacky and wild as this dessert session?  Either way, I bet there will be some icing everywhere, a few loose diapers and, definitely, a couple tired parents… We’ll be back soon to fill you in on all the crazy eating details!!!

It’s taken me a while to post about this, but I just had so much to write about, stuffing it all in one post seemed like a bad idea. So what the hell, I’m splitting it up.  First we’ll tackle the preparation for our little guy’s party.  Now I don’t know how this idea snuck into my head, but when we started talking about his birthday back in January, I was under the impression that a baby birthday party was an easy thing to plan.  I’m thinking Sam’s only gonna be one year old; he ain’t gonna remember squat, right? So, we should put together an easy party: blow up a couple balloons, throw a few decorations around, wrap a box or two, pay for a cake and BAM! We are done folks.

Not so.

Mom had her say too.

Now wait just a second before you fill the comment box with the sounds of cracking whips or asking me where my pants are.  She brought up a couple interesting points in her argument, and I admit that while she was right on those, I was right on… well one or two others. So, like any couple, we compromised (I let her think she won ).  Having set the ground rules for the party, a hard decision awaited us: the theme. Did we need a theme? Did we have to have a theme? Would theme be overkill? Sam was not even one yet and didn’t really express interest in anything in particular. What kind of theme could we possibly do? Sam likes the nipples on his bottles… Should we do a nipple theme? Imagine the cake! Finally, after a week of brainstorming, Melissa and I sat in the kitchen eating lunch, while Sam played on the floor near by, when we suddenly had an epiphany.  Actually Sam clued us in: he tickled Elmo… And the rest, as they say, is history.

Sammy checking out the theme

Elmo floats above all!

Next thing you know, it’s Sam’s big day, and we are running around trying to get everything done in time.  Melissa’s big project was the cake.  It was the focus of the party, so she was using that sharp-shooter concentration of hers to get it done… No pressure!

Melissa working her baker talents...	...almost done...
Elmo! I'd say the cake was a success!	Hmmmm! Left over cake and icing means Elmo cupcake clones!

While Melissa was again displaying her culinary talents, I was on Sam duty. Did I mention I had a bad cold? Well I did. You know that guy you see on the news every year… The one who gets trampled by a bull in Spain during the running of the bulls? That’s how I felt. I was hopped up on DayQuil and Advil Cold & Flu pills. Should I have mixed? Maybe not, but they got me through the day!  Suddenly the door bell rang. It was around noon and the party was starting a 2 pm, so we weren’t expecting anybody, so I run up and answer: it was our neighbor and her son with a gift for Sam! His first official birthday gift! They gave Sam a set of children’s books, but not just any books. Her son hand picked, from his own collection, his favorite books and gave them to Sam.  Talk about a thoughtful gift! He was happy to give them to Sam since he had so much fun reading them when he was little. We loved his idea and thoughtfulness. I’ve written it before and I’ll surely write it again: we have great neighbors!

Sam unwrapping his gift... Once all the tissue paper was gone, he lost interest!	Melissa looking through the books... which one shall we read first??
Sam and our neighbor!

After our friends left, Sam was now ready for his party. Putting him down for a quick nap beforehand was a good move on out part… We knew he would have a busy day ahead of him, but we just weren’t sure how busy. Would he make it through? Would I (my really, really bad cold remember )? Would the house survive all Sam’s kiddy friends hopped up on icing sugar and soda pop? Sam Vs. the cake: who survives? Who got drunk and strip-teased on the living room table?

Come back soon, and I’ll tell you all about it!

That’s it for now folks! Take care and thanks for reading!