Kaleb's third birthday party was Saturday. We were supposed to have all of our family over to our house, go the fire station in town to see the fire trucks, then have a cookout and cupcakes the rest of the afternoon. Weeellll that didn't happen. When I got home from school Friday our air conditioner was out and it was really stinking hot. Plus Eric and I were both feeling pretty yucky. We decided to move the party to Jackson since that's where both of our parents are anyway. We packed up really quickly and drove to Jackson. I started feeling worse and went to bed early. Then, on Saturday (party day), I woke up feeling awful. I decided to go ahead and go to the doctor. Two hours, two strep tests, two flu tests, one shot, and one prescription later, I was heading back home. I basically got to watch Kaleb open his presents before I had to go upstairs and go back to bed. I missed the cupcakes, the food, the singing of "Happy Birthday," all of it. From what I hear, Kaleb didn't really mind. He was pretty excited about playing with all his new presents (mainly cars and trucks). I know some other people got pictures so I'm just going to steal theirs and put them on here.
Just getting started opening his presents.
His hair cracks me up in this one.
Just noticing the bike that Daddy got him.
Of course he tried to ride it...didn't work out so well on carpet.
His only requirements for his birthday party this year was trucks and cupcakes.
Sweet grin
Is that a good cupcake?
Haha! Guess so!
This picture makes me really sad because while this was going on I was upstairs trying to breathe. I could hear them singing "Happy Birthday" and really wanted to be in there :(
P-Daddy decided you couldn't have cupcakes without ice cream. DUH
Trying out his new bike.
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