Guess what folks?! I turned two. I didn't even throw a single tantrum on my birthday (but plenty the days before and after). We had lots of fun celebrating at Pa and Gwandma's house.
We warmed up with some bubble popping.
Then heightened the volume with some more popping but of the ballon variety.
Then things really got fun with some "fire". The people let me blow out the candle myself.
And they let me eat too much chocolate cake.
This was the aftermath. Not pretty but slightly cleaner than the year before.
And finally the icing on the cake...a "light queen" (Lightning McQueen) scooter. It was a little bit of a rough start, but I'm on my way to being a scooting fiend.
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