For Chicken's birthday proper, we continued the tradition of getting together for dinner with her grandparents (and auntie this year). Her grandmother made a great dinner and got mini bundt cakes (think old school cupcake-size) from a new bakery here. Then presents! Since she heard she was 2, she was grumpy pants that night. She did enjoy her presents, though. And the cake. She even blew out her candles.
I have no idea why she decided to just bite right in instead of using utensils or even her hands. What can I say? She's 2. Miles enjoyed himself as well. I love that baby.
We celebrated with a bigger party on Saturday. Since she loves them, it was a puppy party. I had a lot of fun with the theme. The invitations were really cute. Here's part of them (cropped to hide our address):
We asked that folks bring supplies for a local no-kill animal shelter instead of the usual birthday gifts. We got some of both since people are so generous. Not a lot of decorating for the actual party. Here's the front door.
It was unseasonably warm so we all got to enjoy the house indoors and out. I love this house for entertaining. The girls found a slide behind the garage (that isn't attached to an actual swing set). The men pulled it out and propped it up on the fence. The little ones LOVED it. Go figure. And, yes, we had not one, not two, but FOUR blonde-haired, blue-eyed girls at this party. (Buns and one fellow party-goer represented the boys.)
I think we all had fun, young and old alike. It was nice to see everyone and actually get to visit a little bit. Chicken told me that she had fun and enjoyed playing with everyone. Success! And, all things considered, I only had one stressed party-related freak out. Also success. I must say, though, that I'm glad my kids have birthdays 6 months apart.