Holy crap, I'm a bad blogger. I do believe that's the longest I've ever gone, sheesh!
The monkeys turned two and we had a Yo Gabba Gabba party on their birthday. The night before they spent the night with Grandma and Grampa so their procrastinator parents could get up and clean the house and do all the last minute things we needed to do before 30+ people could roll in after nap time.
After nap we woke them and said "it's time for your birthday!" They kept repeating "my birthday, my birthday party." It was precious.
We had chips and applesauce and cupcakes made by Grandma. The twins got a bunch of stuff, their favorite things being a trampoline and tricycles. Their were 13 small munchkins at their party and we did a craft together, but otherwise just played around.
Now I will bombard you with pictures . . . .
Last but not least would be my dear Hubby, dressed in his DJ Lance Rock costume.
He said after the party we could take that costume upstairs. And who would I get to be in this little fantasy? Foofa?
The day ended with two toddlers so exhausted and overwhelmed that we had meltdown after meltdown. Peanut cried all during bath time. It was kind of cute. Good thing we have another year before we do that again.
I can't believe I have two year olds! Tear!