James turned two on Sunday and we had his party that afternoon out at Noah's Ark Pool which is a super shallow wading pool complete with an ark in the center, slides, squirting water and a raining mushroom.
He loved it.
He actually did love it and spent the entire time either going down the slide with his grandpa,
Apparently there was a 60% chance of rain on Sunday. I had no clue. It sprinkled a bit around 11 and Lauren (who was in town) asked if it was supposed to rain, I looked at her like why would I know, so she checked on her phone. She turns to me and says, "Well there is a chance of rain.", omitting that the chance was 50%. I would have lost my sh**. She is a smart one, my baby sister.
I think my optimist has rubbed off on me as I didn't even bat an eye about "a chance". It was not going to rain on
We would just huddle under the pavilion and wait for it to pass. No one was coming back to my hot mess of a house, rainbow cupcakes or not.
Luckily there was no rain and a lot of his friends from school came as well as our friends with kids. I did a terrible job of taking photos of everyone and of the decoration. So let's just close our eyes and picture it together, shall we?
Imagine six round tables with solid table covers, one for each color of the rainbow.
On top of those tables were balloons, also in rainbow colors. I had snack bowls in, again, rainbow colors and a super cute sign that looked like his invitation.
Do I have a photo of any of that? Of course not.
I do have a photo of James's girl Stella drinking out of the water spout.
Many, many photos of children going down the water slides.
And copious photos of my rainbow cupcakes and James being unimpressed by them all.
My crafting is seriously under appreciated.
However my friends at the party gave me props for the cupcakes. Don't worry those cupcakes will get their own post - that is how proud I am of them. (I know you are all just anxiously awaiting that post.)
James was the last one out of the pool, Alex had to pull him out kicking and screaming. If you can't have a giant fit on your birthday, when can you? Oh that is right every. single. day.
Welcome to the terrible two's James! I know you have been gearing up for them!