I almost started with "Needless to say Izzy had a blast", however, I am sure that isn't always a given. So I will simply say, Isabella LOVED her day. At least until it tuckered her out... which is also generally a given. No idea why I am getting hung up on semantics this morning, it seems silly. Maybe it's typing the the keyboard with no i key again. :P
Isabella woke up to an apartment full of balloons, we covered as much open space as we could with them, without making it completely impossible to navigate. We inflated a tank worth of helium balloons and put iup the standard "Happy Birthday" banner... which we doctored and she loved... especially when she woke up from her nap to catch us adding her name in crayon on the wall. *palm to forehead* Now how the heck do I tell her writing is only for paper and not for walls when we ourselves displayed that very behavior?
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| Crafty devils we were. |
Potential bad parenting aside she loved her custom birthday sign and as you can tell, 3 of us worked on the addition of her name, Cheyenne, daddy and I all had some part in the lettering and coloring of said lettering. She stood beneath her birthday sign and proudly pointed out and named the letters. (Smarty pants!)
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| This by the way prompted Nana W to tell me that I used to write on the walls a LOT. |
Daddy and spent pretty much the whole day trying to contain the mess within the chaos, no small task, while entertaining both Isabella and Levi and having the party ready for the evening when everyone would arrive. I'd have to say we did relatively well! The juggling act got immensely easier to keep all the balls in the air once big sister Chey got home and started helping us wrestle some of the tasks. Reading over what I've written it looks to me like a birthday party slapped together at the last minute. Guilty as charged with good reason. Nana and Papa W separated very recently and that left our plans somewhat up in the air, which Nana and I settled literally the night before Isabella's birthday and daddy and I did the best to make it as special as any precious little one could want. From Isabella's reactions I am sure we succeeded.
I wanted to come and post a ton of pics, but being one of the main jugglers I didn't have as much opportunity to snap those candid photos that I adore. Instead our birthday pics are spread across at least 3 phones and Papa's DSLR. I'll post what I was able to catch still and hopefully gather up all of the rest for her album if nothing else.
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| Her gift from Papa stole the show and made it almost impossible to get her to even look at any more presents! |
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| An original tickle me Elmo, mint in the box from papa. |
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| Other gifts became places to tickle poor Elmo lol! |
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| Sitting on her new parachute investigating a gift. |
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| They made us the wrong cake, but it worked. |
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| I have to check this out! |
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| What's this thing here? |
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| Oops, got frosting on my little fingers, I'll have to eat it. :D |
See what I meant about pictures? Busy mommy = not so many photos. Hopefully between daddy and the grands we can fill in all of the blanks. :)
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