Trey has turned 3 and I can't believe it... it really seems like just yesterday he came into our lives! The boys have been looking forward to his birthday for quite some time and they weren't disappointed:) Trey did a great job and even seemed to enjoy the singing this time around. Thanks Trey for a GREAT day!
True to form this day hit some bumps along the way before we even got to the party, but we did make it! At the fair earlier in the week I got a flat tire, no big deal, I made it home just fine, AAA came and changed the tire in my driveway. Our mechanic ordered some new tires and we were scheduled to have them put on next week... he said we would be fine to drive to Brewer on our full size spare. The morning of the party we found the spare flat from a slow leak and really couldn't take the risk of getting another flat tire without a spare that far from home with four kids on a Sunday. So, the kids and I all crammed into the Corolla and left Gabe home. With the airbag turned off we risked putting Noah in the front seat in his booster seat, he was thrilled. If Audrey would have taken a bottle I would have left her home and I knew the boys would have been very disappointed if they had had to stay home on a cold rainy day. This was the day I discovered that Noah gets car sick.... about halfway there he looked a bit pale (from playing on the ipad in the front seat) and said, "I think I have to throw up". Being in Gabe's car and barely being able to fit what was necessary for the 5 of us, I was not prepared for a vomiter.... Lucky for me I had stopped at Dunkin Donuts before leaving and had one of their paper bags... it did the job;) Needless to say, we made it to the party relatively unscathed with the cake and cupcakes still intact!
Once there, some one (Grandpa) let Ben eat 2 (or 3 or more, I am not sure I ever really got a straight answer) hot dogs and more than one cupcake with bright blue frosting. There is a chance that this was the most exciting day of his food eating life. I was only marginally concerned about the blue frosting staining his hands and face, so I forgot to tell Gabe about the frosting when we got home... Gabe changed the first poopy diaper soon after we arrived home.... he was a little frightened by the color and didn't believe that his "GI transit time" was that fast. Needless to say he had 4 more bright blue dirty diapers that night and as a result his diaper area was stained bright blue for about 48 hours afterwards even WITH a bath:)





























